<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:45:36.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Redheads</title><subtitle type='html'>A look into the lives of three adorable redheads</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-8755263032901164863</id><published>2009-10-17T16:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:21:54.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Update</title><content type='html'>Well it's probably pretty obvious to those of you who still follow my blog that I'm not updating like I once was.  In fact, I think it's been over 6 months since my last post.  For those of you that want to still follow me, I update my facebook quite regularly and I also signed up for Twitter recently.  I don't know if I really fully understand Twitter yet, I only signed up because it has a better app on my cell phone than facebook does.  Anyway, you can follow me on Twitter at LisaJoyD.  I'm going to leave this blog open because I still read a lot of the blogs on my sidebar and who knows, maybe I'll get motivated to start updating again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-8755263032901164863?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8755263032901164863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=8755263032901164863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8755263032901164863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8755263032901164863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-update.html' title='New Update'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-815961852507277727</id><published>2009-04-17T23:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:29:07.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since all is quiet in my house right now, I thought I'd take the time before I head up to bed, to write a quick post. Kelby is in Topeka all weekend for a tennis tournament. He's a pretty incredible player, so I'm anxious to hear how his matches go tomorrow. I'm slightly jealous that his hotel is right across the street from ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SelUI99VtzI/AAAAAAAABHI/8dCeszjKKLo/s1600-h/Chic-fil-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325880547389847346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SelUI99VtzI/AAAAAAAABHI/8dCeszjKKLo/s320/Chic-fil-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm hoping he might bring me back an original chicken sandwhich and some sweet tea! Yeah, it doesn't take much to make me happy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am extremely tired tonight! I've been working out A LOT the past few weeks and on top of that I've really been cutting back on calories. I've already lost 7 pounds, so I know I'm doing something right! I've been going to a spin class at the gym 2-3 times a week and then running the other 2 days. Let me tell you, if you've never been to a spin class, they are tough work but also a lot of fun! I met a friend for the 6am class this morning, which is why I'm practically asleep writing this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325880548859489602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SelUJDburUI/AAAAAAAABHQ/pXT0ljxLEAs/s320/johnnyg.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm not even sure if anyone even reads this blog anymore, except my brother (Hi Bob!), but there's a little update into my oh so exciting life! I'll try and post some pictures of my sweet girls soon! They are growing too fast!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-815961852507277727?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/815961852507277727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=815961852507277727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/815961852507277727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/815961852507277727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired.html' title='Tired!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SelUI99VtzI/AAAAAAAABHI/8dCeszjKKLo/s72-c/Chic-fil-a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-6658733816560367926</id><published>2009-03-31T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:21:22.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missions Trip to Costa Rica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I've been back from Costa for almost  4 months now and I still haven't posted about my trip. I guess I've been a little side tracked with life! I had an amazing experience, one that I will never forget. I still can't get those precious children's faces out of my mind. I would have loved to bring a few home with me. Here are some pictures from my trip ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were 4 homes on the Hogar de Vida property that the children lived in, this is one of the homes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHaI9cxXI/AAAAAAAABCM/NGyaVCbZkn8/s1600-h/DSC01557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307148462798456178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHaI9cxXI/AAAAAAAABCM/NGyaVCbZkn8/s320/DSC01557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved the hammocks and rocking chairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHaSky4xI/AAAAAAAABCU/e2TvL-7L05w/s1600-h/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307148465379402514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHaSky4xI/AAAAAAAABCU/e2TvL-7L05w/s320/DSC01558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I probably ate at least 5 mandarine oranges a day, straight from the tree, while I was there. They were SO good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHamhso7I/AAAAAAAABCc/nQKRAFN9i0Y/s1600-h/DSC01563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307148470735119282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHamhso7I/AAAAAAAABCc/nQKRAFN9i0Y/s320/DSC01563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first day meeting the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHazroepI/AAAAAAAABCk/WMQ_6ZFek0E/s1600-h/DSC01576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307148474266450578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHazroepI/AAAAAAAABCk/WMQ_6ZFek0E/s320/DSC01576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first Costa Rican meal. All of the meals that were prepared for us were really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHbKLSE4I/AAAAAAAABCs/GeQYSUNhzVk/s1600-h/DSC01588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307148480304780162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHbKLSE4I/AAAAAAAABCs/GeQYSUNhzVk/s320/DSC01588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our walk into town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabJ0Mo2scI/AAAAAAAABC0/jnnrHnv_PDI/s1600-h/DSC01590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307151109485670850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabJ0Mo2scI/AAAAAAAABC0/jnnrHnv_PDI/s320/DSC01590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sadie w/one of the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabMNZyKBQI/AAAAAAAABD0/ksxqXcJUQBI/s1600-h/DSC01673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307153741534332162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabMNZyKBQI/AAAAAAAABD0/ksxqXcJUQBI/s320/DSC01673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabJ0YULsAI/AAAAAAAABC8/vOvGzD5OMcM/s1600-h/DSC01598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307151112620191746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabJ0YULsAI/AAAAAAAABC8/vOvGzD5OMcM/s320/DSC01598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabJ0rwRSGI/AAAAAAAABDE/ebiqg0LwTq0/s1600-h/DSC01601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307151117838272610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabJ0rwRSGI/AAAAAAAABDE/ebiqg0LwTq0/s320/DSC01601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Anya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabJ1GVRMsI/AAAAAAAABDU/mjbJgiKrAPk/s1600-h/DSC01620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307151124972778178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabJ1GVRMsI/AAAAAAAABDU/mjbJgiKrAPk/s320/DSC01620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabJ0v3TrRI/AAAAAAAABDM/I8PwVxyVcJc/s1600-h/DSC01616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307151118941531410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabJ0v3TrRI/AAAAAAAABDM/I8PwVxyVcJc/s320/DSC01616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabMMv3wH9I/AAAAAAAABDc/k90UfKGGStE/s1600-h/DSC01631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307153730283511762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabMMv3wH9I/AAAAAAAABDc/k90UfKGGStE/s320/DSC01631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabMNrYdgAI/AAAAAAAABD8/IO8VgXCmD_Q/s1600-h/DSC01700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307153746258395138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabMNrYdgAI/AAAAAAAABD8/IO8VgXCmD_Q/s320/DSC01700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raschel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabMNNSghuI/AAAAAAAABDs/cqm6pBb1HMw/s1600-h/DSC01643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307153738180364002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabMNNSghuI/AAAAAAAABDs/cqm6pBb1HMw/s320/DSC01643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabMM61T_9I/AAAAAAAABDk/daHPPo-p8cc/s1600-h/DSC01639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307153733226069970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabMM61T_9I/AAAAAAAABDk/daHPPo-p8cc/s320/DSC01639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabN5JgDE3I/AAAAAAAABEk/wSwx8alGFF4/s1600-h/DSC01766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307155592589284210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabN5JgDE3I/AAAAAAAABEk/wSwx8alGFF4/s320/DSC01766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabN44IQnrI/AAAAAAAABEc/jdz6RWeceHs/s1600-h/DSC01760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307155587926105778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabN44IQnrI/AAAAAAAABEc/jdz6RWeceHs/s320/DSC01760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabN4h54LCI/AAAAAAAABEU/YznIqTSmwOE/s1600-h/DSC01759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307155581960203298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabN4h54LCI/AAAAAAAABEU/YznIqTSmwOE/s320/DSC01759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabN4bCTsRI/AAAAAAAABEM/3TNyCLJjdsc/s1600-h/DSC01720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307155580116513042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabN4bCTsRI/AAAAAAAABEM/3TNyCLJjdsc/s320/DSC01720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids loved looking at the picture of my "tres hijas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabN4HnQGtI/AAAAAAAABEE/ck-4tANh12w/s1600-h/DSC01710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307155574902758098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabN4HnQGtI/AAAAAAAABEE/ck-4tANh12w/s320/DSC01710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On one of our last days there we drove a few hours to Jaco and enjoyed a day at the beach! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of the beautiful sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLaATgG6VI/AAAAAAAABF0/8OVpVlSiNbU/s1600-h/DSC01832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319553808647776594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLaATgG6VI/AAAAAAAABF0/8OVpVlSiNbU/s320/DSC01832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLaAcsorHI/AAAAAAAABFs/KEgsfNG3fA0/s1600-h/DSC01817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319553811116239986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLaAcsorHI/AAAAAAAABFs/KEgsfNG3fA0/s320/DSC01817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLaAB0e1RI/AAAAAAAABFk/MGGTaR63854/s1600-h/DSC01815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319553803901392146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLaAB0e1RI/AAAAAAAABFk/MGGTaR63854/s320/DSC01815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLZ_w6ZIVI/AAAAAAAABFc/e_CUgzII2UA/s1600-h/DSC01811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319553799362781522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLZ_w6ZIVI/AAAAAAAABFc/e_CUgzII2UA/s320/DSC01811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLZ_ty7QAI/AAAAAAAABFU/5ZbyEVW7y3g/s1600-h/DSC01805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319553798526156802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLZ_ty7QAI/AAAAAAAABFU/5ZbyEVW7y3g/s320/DSC01805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadie and Susie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319555082611578050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLbKdYv1MI/AAAAAAAABGk/XkC0DuNVxu8/s320/DSC01848.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Me and the twins, Anya and Tanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLbJ9syDBI/AAAAAAAABGY/mCNdip9hsNs/s1600-h/DSC01847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319555074105674770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLbJ9syDBI/AAAAAAAABGY/mCNdip9hsNs/s320/DSC01847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin' after our morning devotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLbJYdY0xI/AAAAAAAABGM/Gh2ahnslMzg/s1600-h/DSC01837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319555064108995346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLbJYdY0xI/AAAAAAAABGM/Gh2ahnslMzg/s320/DSC01837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and sweet Genesis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLbJcm9_PI/AAAAAAAABGE/Rv0e-UqXK5M/s1600-h/DSC01836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319555065222921458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLbJcm9_PI/AAAAAAAABGE/Rv0e-UqXK5M/s320/DSC01836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Lindsay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLbJMzXNbI/AAAAAAAABF8/1BFv9dC6ztQ/s1600-h/DSC01833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319555060979938738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLbJMzXNbI/AAAAAAAABF8/1BFv9dC6ztQ/s320/DSC01833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Susie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLcVB51ICI/AAAAAAAABHA/FRfeDVrLhus/s1600-h/DSC01900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319556363724333090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLcVB51ICI/AAAAAAAABHA/FRfeDVrLhus/s320/DSC01900.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Several of the locals and a few women from our team were baptized.  It was such a moving experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLcU-VxiDI/AAAAAAAABG4/Dc-oEsmyHx0/s1600-h/DSC01890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319556362767796274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLcU-VxiDI/AAAAAAAABG4/Dc-oEsmyHx0/s320/DSC01890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLcURqqDaI/AAAAAAAABGw/9_Geq5DVqG8/s1600-h/DSC01857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319556350775791010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SdLcURqqDaI/AAAAAAAABGw/9_Geq5DVqG8/s320/DSC01857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-6658733816560367926?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6658733816560367926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=6658733816560367926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/6658733816560367926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/6658733816560367926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2009/03/missions-trip-to-costa-rica.html' title='Missions Trip to Costa Rica'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SabHaI9cxXI/AAAAAAAABCM/NGyaVCbZkn8/s72-c/DSC01557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-2244599872180935087</id><published>2008-11-26T09:17:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:15:46.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I'm back again. Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. Life has just been really busy. I'm getting ready to leave for my missions trip to Costa Rica the day after Thanksgiving. I can't believe it's finally here! I'm so excited but I also feel a little nervous too. I'm NOT going to have any communication with my family for 10 days. I've been away from them before, but we've always been in constant communication. Even when my hubby was thousands of miles away in Pakistan for 6 months, we still talked or emailed almost everyday. So, that aspect is going to be hard. Then again, I'm probably going to be so busy with the children, maybe I won't have time to miss my family. I'll be sure to give you an update, complete with lots of pictures, when I get back. I return on December 7. Please pray for our team while we are gone. Pray for good health, safety, turbulent free flights :), and most of all for God to use us in the lives of these children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trinity Church Costa Rica Mission Team - November 28 - December 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1tlrt9JgI/AAAAAAAAA6g/K7gmSbyEIMo/s1600-h/Elizebeth2_052%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272991232878781954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1tlrt9JgI/AAAAAAAAA6g/K7gmSbyEIMo/s320/Elizebeth2_052%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you've probably already noticed, I've added some new pictures of the girls to my header and sidebar. We had some professional family pictures taken a few weeks ago. I think they turned out pretty well. Here are a few more ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1vb0Yq2OI/AAAAAAAAA7I/RKVfngAvF6o/s1600-h/Deese11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272993262429984994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1vb0Yq2OI/AAAAAAAAA7I/RKVfngAvF6o/s320/Deese11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1vbnnLQVI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Z50MSe0ojyQ/s1600-h/Deese08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272993259001168210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1vbnnLQVI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Z50MSe0ojyQ/s320/Deese08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1vbNNyk_I/AAAAAAAAA64/viWF5rOLyw4/s1600-h/Deese05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272993251915371506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1vbNNyk_I/AAAAAAAAA64/viWF5rOLyw4/s320/Deese05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1vaf4oNII/AAAAAAAAA6w/XrxH41Gs8Kg/s1600-h/Deese04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272993239747015810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1vaf4oNII/AAAAAAAAA6w/XrxH41Gs8Kg/s320/Deese04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1vZq_Kj2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/2_9QnohR8Tc/s1600-h/Deese01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272993225547353954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1vZq_Kj2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/2_9QnohR8Tc/s320/Deese01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1wZg3QBGI/AAAAAAAAA7w/-snhpQFjAOo/s1600-h/Deese18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272994322341430370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1wZg3QBGI/AAAAAAAAA7w/-snhpQFjAOo/s320/Deese18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1wZAOk_jI/AAAAAAAAA7o/oj_PlgDylcY/s1600-h/Deese17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272994313580903986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1wZAOk_jI/AAAAAAAAA7o/oj_PlgDylcY/s320/Deese17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1wY0cnkQI/AAAAAAAAA7g/kERgm2qZtlE/s1600-h/Deese15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272994310418567426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1wY0cnkQI/AAAAAAAAA7g/kERgm2qZtlE/s320/Deese15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1wYOBW0jI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/8IVtRpLJeoI/s1600-h/Deese14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272994300103676466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1wYOBW0jI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/8IVtRpLJeoI/s320/Deese14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was most definitely not spontaneous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1wXltsqmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/mhl_RX6QSxs/s1600-h/Deese12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272994289283803746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1wXltsqmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/mhl_RX6QSxs/s320/Deese12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1xgRbh-vI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/FV-GSWq7xao/s1600-h/Deese32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272995537969347314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1xgRbh-vI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/FV-GSWq7xao/s320/Deese32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1xgCWPOSI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/NKpuao4e_Aw/s1600-h/Deese27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272995533920614690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1xgCWPOSI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/NKpuao4e_Aw/s320/Deese27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1xfhn_4PI/AAAAAAAAA8I/eQbe3iTgxgc/s1600-h/Deese26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272995525136736498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1xfhn_4PI/AAAAAAAAA8I/eQbe3iTgxgc/s320/Deese26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby's model pose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1xfCl9s2I/AAAAAAAAA8A/kJPEigtFhE0/s1600-h/Deese20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272995516806706018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1xfCl9s2I/AAAAAAAAA8A/kJPEigtFhE0/s320/Deese20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was hard to get Olivia to give a natural smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1xeYK43cI/AAAAAAAAA74/8EOQEY8IbqA/s1600-h/Deese19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272995505418853826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1xeYK43cI/AAAAAAAAA74/8EOQEY8IbqA/s320/Deese19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin (Kelby's brother), Heather, Adalee and baby Joah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1yxY4cUJI/AAAAAAAAA9A/aOYBdW6yMJI/s1600-h/Deese53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272996931539062930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1yxY4cUJI/AAAAAAAAA9A/aOYBdW6yMJI/s320/Deese53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1yxbzKhdI/AAAAAAAAA84/j5F9ipmZyJI/s1600-h/Deese59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272996932322231762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1yxbzKhdI/AAAAAAAAA84/j5F9ipmZyJI/s320/Deese59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and his girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1ywhlQs7I/AAAAAAAAA8o/2yA75fUNuTQ/s1600-h/Deese47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272996916694660018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1ywhlQs7I/AAAAAAAAA8o/2yA75fUNuTQ/s320/Deese47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kisses for mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1ywJf1okI/AAAAAAAAA8g/u6RP8zYTK5E/s1600-h/Deese39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272996910229463618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1ywJf1okI/AAAAAAAAA8g/u6RP8zYTK5E/s320/Deese39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Deese Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1zZ6kt50I/AAAAAAAAA9I/df81PJzmqC8/s1600-h/Deese84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272997627777902402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1zZ6kt50I/AAAAAAAAA9I/df81PJzmqC8/s320/Deese84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know that was a lot more than a few. I kinda got carried away. I used a few of these pictures for our Chrismtas card this year. It turned out so well! Now I just have to finish writing my annual Christmas letter, finish packing, do laundry, freeze some meals for the family, clean house, and work some hours for my part-time job - all before I leave on Friday!  Okay, I'm exhausted already! Adios mi amigos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-2244599872180935087?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2244599872180935087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=2244599872180935087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2244599872180935087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2244599872180935087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SS1tlrt9JgI/AAAAAAAAA6g/K7gmSbyEIMo/s72-c/Elizebeth2_052%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-6671386583187302211</id><published>2008-10-08T12:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:17:21.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I haven't posted in awhile! I'm still alive, I've just been really busy. My part-time job has been very demanding the past few weeks. I've been updating Pastor Ray's website and learning a tun about HTML code. My hubby is very impressed that I know more about HTML than him! The girls are getting older which means they are getting more homework, so my afternoons are spent helping them with that. I've also been busy preparing my letters to raise support for my missions trip in Nov/Dec. I had a moment of panic last week when I realized that my passport expired, so I had to rush and get my renewal paperwork in the mail! We can't forget my sweet Olivia. She's loving preschool but missing the girls when they are at school so I'm hearing almost everyday, "Mommy, play with me!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's what's been going on with me. Here are a few random pics from the past few weeks. I can't seem to post without any pictures! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia with her 2nd cousin Serah, visiting from Turkey. Dark hair, dark brown eyes. Red hair, light blue eyes. Quite a contrast but both beautiful!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254810709167846226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzWf7HeM1I/AAAAAAAAA1w/OVMK4cK8rF4/s320/DSC01171.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Serah. Look at those BIG beautiful brown eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzbH9jK6cI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Qsimo6hqQkw/s1600-h/DSC01173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254815795062172098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzbH9jK6cI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Qsimo6hqQkw/s320/DSC01173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254810713968594354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzWgNADzbI/AAAAAAAAA2A/f17gPi7rXy8/s320/DSC01177.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Olivia having lunch w/her cousin Adalee. She stayed w/us while her mommy was in labor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254815799514100338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzbIOIl8nI/AAAAAAAAA3w/0jD-ZYZcUHw/s320/DSC01197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We headed to the zoo the next morning. The girls had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254815797417530674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzbIGUu1TI/AAAAAAAAA34/kFuKrVdCsQw/s320/DSC01206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Adalee loved the Butterfly Pavillion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254815803772590402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzbId_5WUI/AAAAAAAAA4A/eiJrljt_Rh0/s320/DSC01213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Liv patiently trying to catch a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254812014250507634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzXr47bPXI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ULD70f2bGAA/s320/DSC01215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweet cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254812017626832546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzXsFgZ3qI/AAAAAAAAA2o/T2Tq0d-pqhs/s320/DSC01216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I discovered that Adalee was petrified of gorillas, both real and fake. She screamed when I tried to get a pic of her on this with Olivia&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzXsf_ig9I/AAAAAAAAA2w/_Wy89w-ubyU/s1600-h/DSC01222.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254812024736744402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzXsf_ig9I/AAAAAAAAA2w/_Wy89w-ubyU/s320/DSC01222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254814539721542034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzZ-5CpCZI/AAAAAAAAA3A/UqJKqjmuctU/s320/DSC01225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Adalee wasn't too fond of the goats either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzZ--RtlSI/AAAAAAAAA3I/35lZyXcEDhY/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254814541126931746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzZ--RtlSI/AAAAAAAAA3I/35lZyXcEDhY/s320/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254814545882781682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzZ_P_mF_I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/mgzi1sdmaqA/s320/DSC01236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You sure can get a workout at our zoo ... lots of hills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzZ_UVD0QI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/T72XrEbJPrQ/s1600-h/DSC01237.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254814547046551810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzZ_UVD0QI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/T72XrEbJPrQ/s320/DSC01237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We then headed over to the hospital so Adalee could meet her new baby brother. I think she was more interested in the Cheerios though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254814552606100994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzZ_pCjzgI/AAAAAAAAA3g/bvHw504PwtU/s320/DSC01248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The new family of 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254815805627403682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzbIk6HjaI/AAAAAAAAA4I/rSesOmiaSns/s320/DSC01249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Welcome to the world Joah James! The Deese name will live on ... I gave it 3 tries :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzefz7V26I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/S1k-POexQVY/s1600-h/DSC01254.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254819503330941858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzefz7V26I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/S1k-POexQVY/s320/DSC01254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzefz7V26I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/S1k-POexQVY/s1600-h/DSC01254.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep! Another redhead. I guess it's just in the genes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254819510606153506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzegPB4xyI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/x4TCTqSs-5Q/s320/DSC01256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He is so cute! I just love babies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254819514711624354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzegeUtSqI/AAAAAAAAA4g/nOYuGdV5tjg/s320/DSC01260.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Olivia holding her new cousin Joah&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzegTnBgXI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ifRgF5MJOvE/s1600-h/DSC01267.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254819511835656562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzegTnBgXI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ifRgF5MJOvE/s320/DSC01267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzegTnBgXI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ifRgF5MJOvE/s1600-h/DSC01267.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The following pics were taken when we went to deliver a meal to Kevin and Heather. We were a little early and they weren't home so while we waited the girls and I had fun taking pictures!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzegis-ErI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1UdUlsApauc/s1600-h/DSC01272.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254819515887129266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzegis-ErI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1UdUlsApauc/s320/DSC01272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzegis-ErI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1UdUlsApauc/s1600-h/DSC01272.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love this girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzguJiaosI/AAAAAAAAA44/wTgS4a2jg8A/s1600-h/DSC01273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254821948673401538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzguJiaosI/AAAAAAAAA44/wTgS4a2jg8A/s320/DSC01273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Olivia and Dodger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzguQrt2MI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Ktp5EAkVceE/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254821950591457474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzguQrt2MI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Ktp5EAkVceE/s320/DSC01279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Julia relaxing on the hammock &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzguXJxJqI/AAAAAAAAA5I/42XdkegkSTU/s1600-h/DSC01281.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254821952328115874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzguXJxJqI/AAAAAAAAA5I/42XdkegkSTU/s320/DSC01281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jules holding Joah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzgunpqWpI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/5Ufo3bFlFBA/s1600-h/DSC01301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254821956756855442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzgunpqWpI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/5Ufo3bFlFBA/s320/DSC01301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby with her new baby BOY cousin! She keeps telling me I need to bring her home a baby brother when I go to Costa Rica! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzguw-vYoI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/1k1MklzRlT8/s1600-h/DSC01306.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254821959261184642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzguw-vYoI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/1k1MklzRlT8/s320/DSC01306.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I think that was more than just a few pictures. I guess that's what happens when you don't blog for almost a month. Olivia is playing upstairs so I think I'm going take advantage of the peace and quiet and go watch the debate from last night. Why didn't I watch last night? Well there were more important things on to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzm8mAnTBI/AAAAAAAAA5g/V9Usvjycup8/s1600-h/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254828793904188434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzm8mAnTBI/AAAAAAAAA5g/V9Usvjycup8/s320/stars.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know, I know. Shame on me! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-6671386583187302211?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6671386583187302211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=6671386583187302211' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/6671386583187302211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/6671386583187302211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-know-i-havent-posted-in-awhile-im.html' title='I&apos;m Alive!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SOzWf7HeM1I/AAAAAAAAA1w/OVMK4cK8rF4/s72-c/DSC01171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-8307815622002674450</id><published>2008-09-18T17:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:53:24.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missions Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to share with you a ministry opportunity that the Lord has presented to me. In a couple of months I will be going to Costa Rica with a team of 15 women from my church. We will be working at a children's home. It is a Bible based, Christian, faith ministry which provides temporary homes for 'at-risk' children, ages birth to 7 years old. The heart beat of the home is to meet each child's physical needs, to share the eternal gift of salvation through Jesus Christ and to provide a stable environment in which the healing process Jesus Christ may begin in the hearts of these broken children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNLZRyF82OI/AAAAAAAAA1k/wiERw09nOt4/s1600-h/2Uatsi%2520children.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247495415367784674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNLZRyF82OI/AAAAAAAAA1k/wiERw09nOt4/s320/2Uatsi%2520children.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since prayer support is so important to the success of this mission, I would like to know if I can count on you in that area? Would you be willing to to pray regularly for me (at least once a week) during my preparation and training, and daily during the actual outreach? If I can count on you as a prayer partner, please post a comment or email me.  I'm excited about the oppotunity and experience that lies ahead and I covet your prayers most of all. I will keep you updated in the coming months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-8307815622002674450?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8307815622002674450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=8307815622002674450' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8307815622002674450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8307815622002674450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/missions-trip.html' title='Missions Trip'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNLZRyF82OI/AAAAAAAAA1k/wiERw09nOt4/s72-c/2Uatsi%2520children.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-2647542338674407153</id><published>2008-09-16T17:51:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:37:58.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape of the puppies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today hasn't been a very good day for me. It started out pretty good. I was up at 6:30 ... showered, dressed, with my make-up and hair done. This is a pretty big accomplishment for me because I normally take the girls to school in my pajamas! I know, I know. I'm not sure what I would do if I got in an accident. At least they're cute pajamas! My women's bible study started this morning so I had to have all three girls dressed, fed and out the door by 8:00. I made it to bible study, with a few minutes to spare, and had a great time of fellowship and digging into God's Word. I'm glad His Word was fresh in my heart because I was going to need lots of grace later that morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may or may not remember that we got a new puppy a couple months ago. My mother-in-law also got one at the same time. The dogs are actually sisters. Well, she had errands to run so she asked if it would be okay if she dropped off her puppy at my house so the two could play together. I keep them gated up in my laundry room because they cannot be trusted yet! For good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7W_a-EjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/sxs5n2m4R2U/s1600-h/DSC01161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246758832054342194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7W_a-EjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/sxs5n2m4R2U/s320/DSC01161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well when I got home, I walked in through the garage door and this is what I found ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7XawZfPI/AAAAAAAAA00/kyZPVplsz_g/s1600-h/DSC01162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246758839391976690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7XawZfPI/AAAAAAAAA00/kyZPVplsz_g/s320/DSC01162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The puppies had knocked over the gate. I later found out that when my mother-in-law came over to drop off Greta, she had let the dogs outside and when she put them back in the laundry room she didn't put up the gate securely! (GRACE, GRACE, GRACE!) I knew I was about to behold a disaster! There were accidents all throughout the house, chewed up flip-flops, paper, and toys. But the worst of all was there were scratch marks all over the bottom of my beautiful coffee table!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7XoT6_lI/AAAAAAAAA08/MHWUBc_FhJ4/s1600-h/DSC01159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246758843030634066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7XoT6_lI/AAAAAAAAA08/MHWUBc_FhJ4/s320/DSC01159.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know the culprits were Maggie and Greta. My sweet Mitzi probably took a nap while they reeked havoc throughout my house! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7YfwsUTI/AAAAAAAAA1M/zj6HIutoR1g/s1600-h/DSC01131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246758857915257138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7YfwsUTI/AAAAAAAAA1M/zj6HIutoR1g/s320/DSC01131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But it's hard to stay mad when you have a little face looking at you like this. I didn't get a picture of her co-conspirator. I had already banished her back to her home. I'm very thankful today that one of the messages in my bible study was not to become too attached to things that are temporal. I'm guessing that includes my scratched up coffee table. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7X7_HIDI/AAAAAAAAA1E/K9Yef59_U4I/s1600-h/DSC01163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246758848312057906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7X7_HIDI/AAAAAAAAA1E/K9Yef59_U4I/s320/DSC01163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since we're on the subject of my dogs, I'm pretty sure this time around we didn't get a Miniature Schnauzer. They are supposed to weigh around 10-15 lbs. full grown. Well, my little pup was weighed the other day and she is already 13lbs at 4 months old... Mitzi's full grown weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA-l2BuH5I/AAAAAAAAA1U/UMdbzqxyP_g/s1600-h/DSC01155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246762385765441426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA-l2BuH5I/AAAAAAAAA1U/UMdbzqxyP_g/s320/DSC01155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking this little Mini Schnauz of ours is turning out to be not quite so miniature!!! Enough talk of dogs, I have 3 girls that need some of my attention tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-2647542338674407153?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2647542338674407153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=2647542338674407153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2647542338674407153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2647542338674407153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/escape-of-puppies.html' title='Escape of the puppies'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SNA7W_a-EjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/sxs5n2m4R2U/s72-c/DSC01161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-5193845952745878922</id><published>2008-09-09T14:26:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:30:12.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers for Nie Nie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I've added a new past-time to my life ... blog surfing. I know, I know, like I'm not busy enough already! You can hop from one blog to the next and read about the most interesting and uninteresting things. It's really quite addictive. It's quite easy to get caught up in their lives, these people I don't even know. Well, the other night as I was blog surfing, I ran across &lt;a href="http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Stephenie (or Nie Nie as she calls herself) blogs about her life as a wife and mother. Her love for her family spills out over every entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nielsen Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMmIzpxvofI/AAAAAAAAA0k/kPBmF0G8w-c/s1600-h/nienie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244873662018855410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMmIzpxvofI/AAAAAAAAA0k/kPBmF0G8w-c/s320/nienie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well a couple weeks ago, Stephenie and her husband Christian (or Mr. Nielsen as she so romantically refers to him) were in a tragic plane crash. You can read more about it &lt;a href="http://www.heraldextra.com/content/view/277682/17/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. She was burned over 80% of her body and Christian was burned over 30%. They are both in critical condition. They have been on my mind constantly since reading their story and her blog. The other night I was tossing and turning all night so I just began to pray for them. They are currently recovering in a Phoenix burn unit. Her &lt;a href="http://blog.cjanerun.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has begun a blog to keep all of her readers informed of their progress. Keep them in your prayers too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-5193845952745878922?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5193845952745878922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=5193845952745878922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/5193845952745878922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/5193845952745878922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayers-for-nie-nie.html' title='Prayers for Nie Nie'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMmIzpxvofI/AAAAAAAAA0k/kPBmF0G8w-c/s72-c/nienie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-2225435751073113430</id><published>2008-09-04T18:44:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:19:28.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sweet little Olivia had her very first day of preschool today! She has been so excited, talking about it nonstop! "Mommy is it Tuesday or Fursday yet?" We drive by her school everytime we take her big sisters to and from school and she ALWAYS yells "There's my school." Well the day FINALLY arrived. I started out the morning by making blueberry waffles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB0RkZ5yAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Wq-Tfuh4oLw/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242317811438176258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB0RkZ5yAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Wq-Tfuh4oLw/s320/DSC01044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But she wanted chocolate cereal instead ... crazy girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242317816507769698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB0R3Slo2I/AAAAAAAAAx8/FomWi2iVSIc/s320/DSC01045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At least it was organic ... so I didn't feel like too bad of a mom &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMCTrYMpVEI/AAAAAAAAA0M/DCWJWNSIKwA/s1600-h/DSC01046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242352339698406466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMCTrYMpVEI/AAAAAAAAA0M/DCWJWNSIKwA/s320/DSC01046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jules was so excited for Olivia. Abby was too but she was still busy getting ready for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242317831147707218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB0St1BW1I/AAAAAAAAAyM/DuXpXH2ItZ8/s320/DSC01047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB0SyxcHCI/AAAAAAAAAyU/s216b5jtLoY/s1600-h/DSC01048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242317832474860578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB0SyxcHCI/AAAAAAAAAyU/s216b5jtLoY/s320/DSC01048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242322346016479890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB4ZhBnmpI/AAAAAAAAAzs/KFI4KvkGX5M/s320/DSC01118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was Julia's backback that she had in Kindergarten. It's still in pretty good condition. She thinks it's cool to have her big sister's backpack. I'll take it while I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242322351384263122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB4Z1BZedI/AAAAAAAAAz0/96IYveJ4ovE/s320/DSC01119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I look happy here but I'm really crying inside&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB10jrdK1I/AAAAAAAAAys/xOvMuJ_lYsw/s1600-h/DSC01051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242319512050412370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB10jrdK1I/AAAAAAAAAys/xOvMuJ_lYsw/s320/DSC01051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready to go in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB100DJiVI/AAAAAAAAAy0/o0k2LDK5i04/s1600-h/DSC01058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242319516444756306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB100DJiVI/AAAAAAAAAy0/o0k2LDK5i04/s320/DSC01058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a big girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB11AYswmI/AAAAAAAAAy8/yGI2w1yjfgI/s1600-h/DSC01059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242319519756370530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB11AYswmI/AAAAAAAAAy8/yGI2w1yjfgI/s320/DSC01059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB3jOUJA1I/AAAAAAAAAzE/LFlhwzbGGg4/s1600-h/DSC01060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242321413280957266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB3jOUJA1I/AAAAAAAAAzE/LFlhwzbGGg4/s320/DSC01060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About this time she got really quiet! But my brave girl didn't shed a tear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB3joHiIvI/AAAAAAAAAzM/uHMe_xJYdV0/s1600-h/DSC01061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242321420207399666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB3joHiIvI/AAAAAAAAAzM/uHMe_xJYdV0/s320/DSC01061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with puzzles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB3j7chaMI/AAAAAAAAAzU/xf9JeG-GOjk/s1600-h/DSC01062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242321425395706050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB3j7chaMI/AAAAAAAAAzU/xf9JeG-GOjk/s320/DSC01062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just couldn't make myself walk away. When I did, my tears started to flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB3kKRoFjI/AAAAAAAAAzc/mj2uiKc-thk/s1600-h/DSC01063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242321429376538162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB3kKRoFjI/AAAAAAAAAzc/mj2uiKc-thk/s320/DSC01063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So ... what did I do with my first 2 1/2 hours of alone time. Vacuum? Clean my house? Workout? No. I got my haircut. Nothing's better than fresh highlights and cutting away a few inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB3krYNFNI/AAAAAAAAAzk/pk3XD0NWKDk/s1600-h/DSC01113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242321438262498514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB3krYNFNI/AAAAAAAAAzk/pk3XD0NWKDk/s320/DSC01113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well except maybe for this. Maybe next Tuesday I'll head to The Cheesecake Factory for my favorite White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB_mS5IuDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/7cqRK8APYF4/s1600-h/claimcreamcheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242330262142498866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB_mS5IuDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/7cqRK8APYF4/s320/claimcreamcheese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nah ... I really need to be doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMCBjAd_vfI/AAAAAAAAA0E/geNW1CztZus/s1600-h/Running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242332404680474098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMCBjAd_vfI/AAAAAAAAA0E/geNW1CztZus/s320/Running.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I have 3 little girls that have been playing outside all evening. It's been so beautiful here the past few days. Fall is in the air. I better go round them up and wash away the grime before John McCain's speech tonight at the RNC.  I still get goosebumps when I think of Sarah Palin's speech last night.  It was electrifying, passionate, and inspiring.  Until next time my friends ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-2225435751073113430?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2225435751073113430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=2225435751073113430' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2225435751073113430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2225435751073113430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-preschool.html' title='First Day of Preschool'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SMB0RkZ5yAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Wq-Tfuh4oLw/s72-c/DSC01044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-3608294435011187555</id><published>2008-09-01T10:46:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:04:42.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Campout Dinner and Movie Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I've been missing in action the past 2 weeks. Between Abby and Julia starting school, Julia and Liv getting sick, pre-school meetings, work meetings, Kelby working LONG hours, I just haven't had the time or energy to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday evening we went over my brother-in-law and sister-in-law's house for a Campout/Movie Night. The weather was hot but once the sun went down it turned into a really nice evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abby with Kevin and Heather's dog Dodger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241081960637501618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwQRlaBkLI/AAAAAAAAAvs/sW3B3MwUMLM/s320/DSC01005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Julia and Dodger &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241081964272101442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwQRy8lKEI/AAAAAAAAAv0/t0YW0ArvqVY/s320/DSC01007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Julia loves "mommying" her little cousin Adalee&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwQSSetZkI/AAAAAAAAAwE/asQOsTFUVHs/s1600-h/DSC01012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241081972736747074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwQSSetZkI/AAAAAAAAAwE/asQOsTFUVHs/s320/DSC01012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adalee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwQShYtFfI/AAAAAAAAAwM/SiY4DdZLLqs/s1600-h/DSC01014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241081976738092530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwQShYtFfI/AAAAAAAAAwM/SiY4DdZLLqs/s320/DSC01014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Kelby with his niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwRX3nceqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/jiD7GCaMLgw/s1600-h/DSC01017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241083168116472482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwRX3nceqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/jiD7GCaMLgw/s320/DSC01017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awesome homemade salsa that Kevin made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwRYGePqUI/AAAAAAAAAwc/XaM8clURtlo/s1600-h/DSC01019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241083172104415554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwRYGePqUI/AAAAAAAAAwc/XaM8clURtlo/s320/DSC01019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby playing on Unlce Kev's iPhone ... as usual&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwRYUtjZaI/AAAAAAAAAwk/2s7sOF2yRxQ/s1600-h/DSC01020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241083175926719906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwRYUtjZaI/AAAAAAAAAwk/2s7sOF2yRxQ/s320/DSC01020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adalee and Livvy having fun outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwUkRZ6JgI/AAAAAAAAAxs/EsoAz9UzhEo/s1600-h/DSC01021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241086679732332034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwUkRZ6JgI/AAAAAAAAAxs/EsoAz9UzhEo/s320/DSC01021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hobo dinner Kevin and Heather made. They cooked it over the firepit outside. Steak, chicken, potatoes, carrots, green peppers, red peppers, onions and green beans. Mmmmmm, so good! Well except for maybe the green beans. I'm not a fan of green beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwS-paHcAI/AAAAAAAAAw8/pOwuEAaEcEs/s1600-h/DSC01028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241084933828997122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwS-paHcAI/AAAAAAAAAw8/pOwuEAaEcEs/s320/DSC01028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oliva relaxing in the hammock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwS-gUHx8I/AAAAAAAAAxE/KcWG5Q0hW2w/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241084931387934658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwS-gUHx8I/AAAAAAAAAxE/KcWG5Q0hW2w/s320/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia eating a yummy smore&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwS_CBQCfI/AAAAAAAAAxM/JMdWMkDAlDo/s1600-h/DSC01036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241084940435589618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwS_CBQCfI/AAAAAAAAAxM/JMdWMkDAlDo/s320/DSC01036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to watch the movie on the projecter and screen Kev and Kelby setup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwS_TQvNfI/AAAAAAAAAxU/KtzVS8SdHVg/s1600-h/DSC01037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241084945063949810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwS_TQvNfI/AAAAAAAAAxU/KtzVS8SdHVg/s320/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all laughed and had a great time watching "Happy Feet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwS_viIARI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KUycNkKcRIM/s1600-h/DSC01040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241084952653070610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwS_viIARI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KUycNkKcRIM/s320/DSC01040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well maybe except for Abby, she fell asleep at the end&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwUJFWsWQI/AAAAAAAAAxk/fMdcdGSTLlc/s1600-h/DSC01041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241086212641151234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwUJFWsWQI/AAAAAAAAAxk/fMdcdGSTLlc/s320/DSC01041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-3608294435011187555?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3608294435011187555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=3608294435011187555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/3608294435011187555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/3608294435011187555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/campout-dinner-and-movie-night.html' title='Campout Dinner and Movie Night'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SLwQRlaBkLI/AAAAAAAAAvs/sW3B3MwUMLM/s72-c/DSC01005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-8030432806006841468</id><published>2008-08-18T20:06:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:27:59.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baked Potatoes, Sleeping Girl and New Chairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hadn't planned on blogging again quite so soon but there were a few events of the day that I thought warranted a post! I'm sure many of you already know what a picky eater Olivia is. We often call her "Mini Kristin" because she takes after my sister in that way! Now to be clear, I'm not asking the girl to eat brussel sprouts, broccoli or peas. She won't even eat comfort foods like mashed potatoes and gravy. She loves her fruit, yogurt, cheese, bread, macaroni cheese, chicken nuggets and crackers. You get the picture. Well tonight I made "Loaded Baked Potatoes" for dinner. I told myself before offering it to her that I was going to stand firm and not give in to her tears. I served up her potato and gave her a little pep talk and what do you know, she ate it!!! She said, "Mmmm, mommy this is so good!". Maybe this is a step in the right direction!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKowL8l0Y1I/AAAAAAAAAvk/ZocGk-cGAz8/s1600-h/2700023186_0fd59a0f02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236050498573067090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKowL8l0Y1I/AAAAAAAAAvk/ZocGk-cGAz8/s200/2700023186_0fd59a0f02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then while I was cleaning up the dishes, Abby and Julia went on an errand with Kelby, so I settled Liv on the couch to watch her favorite show on Noggin ... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236044657948905330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKoq3-kgT3I/AAAAAAAAAuc/HgA_cOHDzuc/s200/maggiebeast.gif" border="0" /&gt; I normally hear her singing along but as I was doing the dishes I noticed how quiet it was so I went to check on her and this is how I found her ... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236046636079069234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKosrHrfODI/AAAAAAAAAus/hARO0385fGs/s320/DSC02229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She was sound asleep! I guess eating that potato took a lot out of her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Kelby returned with the girls he had the new chairs we bought for our front porch which had been on back order. Don't they look inviting? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKouyvH9EWI/AAAAAAAAAvM/iD3-f_S0Pn4/s1600-h/DSC02233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236048965949788514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKouyvH9EWI/AAAAAAAAAvM/iD3-f_S0Pn4/s320/DSC02233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look forward to many evenings sitting out on the porch reading a good book with a tall glass of ice tea ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236049007483827602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKou1J2cNZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Ktrz-NMx_ZQ/s320/DSC02239.JPG" border="0" /&gt; That is if I can get these girls of mine off of them!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKou3WRoe_I/AAAAAAAAAvc/NGrvLQVDj20/s1600-h/DSC02245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236049045178842098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKou3WRoe_I/AAAAAAAAAvc/NGrvLQVDj20/s320/DSC02245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-8030432806006841468?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8030432806006841468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=8030432806006841468' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8030432806006841468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8030432806006841468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/baked-potatoes-sleeping-girl-and-new.html' title='Baked Potatoes, Sleeping Girl and New Chairs'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKowL8l0Y1I/AAAAAAAAAvk/ZocGk-cGAz8/s72-c/2700023186_0fd59a0f02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-4599657295925134023</id><published>2008-08-17T14:34:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:20:26.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Break From Regular Programming ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got this email from a friend the other day, and since I don't have anything new to post about "The Redheads", I thought I'd post this "getting to know you" questionnaire. Who knows, you might learn something about me you never knew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gone on a blind date: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, my very first date was a blind date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Skipped school: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think maybe once in high school my friend and I skipped out to go to the mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Watched someone die: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Been to Canada: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Been to Mexico: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No ... but I'm going on a Missions Trip to Costa Rica in a few months ... more on that to come!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Been to Florida: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, just last month! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Been on a plane: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, but I prefer not to. I'm not a fan of flying! Turbulance scares me to death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. Ever had your heart broken: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes ... it also hurts to be the one to do the breaking though! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. Been on the opposite side of the country: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, I lived on the opposite side of the country - Germany - for 3 years! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. Gone to Washington, DC: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No, but I would love to!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. Swam in the ocean: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If you count going waist deep swimming in the ocean, then yes. Honestly, I'm too afraid of sharks and of being out of my depth to swim in the ocean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. Cried yourself to sleep: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Of course, I'm a girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13. Recently colored with crayons: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, I love to color with my girls. I think it's theraputic.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14. Sang Karaoke: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Not on your life!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15. Paid for a meal with coins only: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;At the drive thru sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16. Made prank phone calls: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, in Junior High ... before caller ID. Kids can't do that anymore, can they? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17. Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;18. Written a letter to Santa Claus: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes. I would leave a letter for Santa by the cookies and milk I left out on Christmas Eve and he always wrote back. It took me years to realize it was my dad's handwriting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19. Been kissed under the mistletoe: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20. Watched the sunrise with someone you care about: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You know I don't think I've ever sat and watched the sunrise. Too early for me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21. Blown bubbles: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Of course, I have kids! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;22. Gone ice-skating: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Once and I wasn't very good&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;23. Been skinny dipping outdoors: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No! Do you think I'd really admit to this though, my mom reads this blog! :) Just kidding, I haven't! Honestly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;24. Gone to the movies: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, I love going to the movies!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;25. Any nickname? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lis, Leah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;26. Mother's name: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;27. Favorite drink? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lemonade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;28. Any Tattoos? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;29. Body piercings? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just ears, one whole in each. I had them double pierced a long time ago but I let them close up. I guess I go for the more classic look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;30. How much do you love your job? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My full-time job - I love it! Best job in the world to be a mom. My part-time job as an administrative assistant to one of the pastor's at our church - It's great to work for such a wonderful man of God, to learn something in the process and to be able to do 95% of it at home! The Lord has truly blessed me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;31. Favorite vacation? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Venice, Italy! I would love to go to Greece, Ireland and Hawaii one day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;32. Ever been to Africa? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;33. Ever been on TV? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A commercial once, only because they recorded hometown greetings while we were in Germany to air on TV back home. I never got to see it though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;34. Ever been in a car accident? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, once when I was about 20. I totalled my little Mazda 323. A car pulled out of a side street and hit the passenger side. I went to the Chiropractor for months afterwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;35. Drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;4-door Honda Odyssey. You should see me driving Kelby's 2-door with all 3 girls. It's quite a sight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;36. Favorite salad dressing? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Raspberry Vinagrette&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;37. Favorite pie ? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I prefer cake but I do love Dutch Apple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;38. Favorite number? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don't have a favorite number&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;39. Favorite movie? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Too many ... Sound of Music, Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice, Meet the Parents, Dan in Real Life, The Bourne Trilogy, The Italian Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;40. Favorite holiday? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;41. Favorite dessert? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;42. Favorite food? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chinese, Mexican, Italian. I'm easy to please. Pretty much anything but Sushi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;43. Favorite day of the week? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Saturday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;44. Favorite brand of body wash? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bath and Body Works&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;45. Favorite smell? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Newborn babies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;46. Do you remember your first kiss? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was 17 and it was on my very first date. Of course I remember, you never can forget your first kiss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;47. What do you do to relax? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Read a book, listen to worship music &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;48. How do you see yourself in 10 years? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Being the mom to 3 teenage girls. Lord, help me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;49. How many siblings do you have? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1 brother who is 30 and 1 sister who is 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;50. Furthest place you will send this message? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's on my blog, so who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those were some pretty random questions!  So, did you learn anything new about me? Comment away! Well, the house is quiet so I think I'll go take a Sunday afternoon nap. I'm feeling pretty exhausted from staying up late too many nights watching the Olympics! I also ran 15 miles this week, but not all at once! A nap sounds pretty good right now! Until next time ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-4599657295925134023?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4599657295925134023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=4599657295925134023' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/4599657295925134023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/4599657295925134023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-have-anything-new-to-post-about.html' title='A Break From Regular Programming ...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-8719592101991610995</id><published>2008-08-05T16:56:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:53:08.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl Liv</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations are in order to Olivia. She officially stopped sucking her thumb 3 weeks ago! Who would have thought that a trip to the dentist woud give her the confidence and desire to kick the &lt;strong&gt;very strong&lt;/strong&gt; habit?!? She has been sucking her thumb, always with her blanket (soft, saw ... it had so many names), since a newborn. Her blanket was always the trigger for her thumb sucking, so a couple months ago I started to put it away during the day and just give it to her at bedtime. But then after our Disney trip, old habits started to form again and she ended up with it all the time. That is, until 3 weeks ago. She went in for her first dentist visit and the dentist noticed right away that she was a thumb sucker. He had a little pep talk with her and said that your teeth are your friends and you don't want to do anything to hurt them. He also told her she has such pretty sparkly teeth, which she talked about for days. On our way home she said, "Mommy, I'm not going to tuck anymore". I said, "That's great Liv" but I'm thinking to myself (because she's said this before) "yeah right, we'll see about that when bedtime comes". Well bedtime came, and while it takes a lot longer to get her to sleep, she has been without her blanket and thumb for 3 weeks. My little girl is growing up! Thought you might enjoy some pics of Liv over the years with her blanket and her thumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCUHznVWDI/AAAAAAAAArM/NrtfKqge03o/s1600-h/Olivia+sucking+her+thumb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233345628839696434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCUHznVWDI/AAAAAAAAArM/NrtfKqge03o/s320/Olivia+sucking+her+thumb.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing's better than hiking the mountains of Colorado as long as you have your thumb &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233345639890891202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCUIcyJMcI/AAAAAAAAArU/32bfSbyTRFQ/s320/Content+Livvy.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Wow, I'd forgotten her "soft" was ever that pink and ... clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCUIz4hXDI/AAAAAAAAArc/CY0EOJxVaXs/s1600-h/Just+a+tuckin+dat+tum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233345646091656242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCUIz4hXDI/AAAAAAAAArc/CY0EOJxVaXs/s320/Just+a+tuckin+dat+tum.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCUJNYOzsI/AAAAAAAAArk/X3NWL3gke1g/s1600-h/Still+tucking+dat+tum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233345652935544514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCUJNYOzsI/AAAAAAAAArk/X3NWL3gke1g/s320/Still+tucking+dat+tum.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chillin' with Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCUJbdRLYI/AAAAAAAAArs/OCBr62a4PNA/s1600-h/Gramps+and+Livvy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233345656714767746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCUJbdRLYI/AAAAAAAAArs/OCBr62a4PNA/s320/Gramps+and+Livvy.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Relaxing with my friend Morgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCVanJ3O5I/AAAAAAAAAr0/40Y3YBsDIeQ/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233347051424005010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCVanJ3O5I/AAAAAAAAAr0/40Y3YBsDIeQ/s320/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liv fell asleep like this in Julia's room (faithful blog readers: you may remember this from one of my previous posts!) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCWrBiuqTI/AAAAAAAAAr8/gCCfpKmF_RQ/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233348432897157426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCWrBiuqTI/AAAAAAAAAr8/gCCfpKmF_RQ/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RIP Soft - We'll miss you!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCWr33UzxI/AAAAAAAAAsE/PCk_CO5H7nk/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233348447479058194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCWr33UzxI/AAAAAAAAAsE/PCk_CO5H7nk/s320/DSC00868.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;This post is making me feel a little sad so I'm going to go watch the US Swim teams Freestyle Relay Race that I taped on my DVR last night. That'll lift my spirits. What an exciting event! I was on the edge of my couch watching those incredible swimmers beat the French. After all the French swimmers said about smashing the Americans, it was kind of fun to watch them eat their humble pie at the Medal Ceremony. I can't wait to see Michael Phelps swim the 200m Freestyle tonight! The guy is amazing! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Go Michael! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKDQZb2WCBI/AAAAAAAAAsM/MpIEf4Cee4k/s1600-h/2746443583_9c6f4d0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233411902395516946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKDQZb2WCBI/AAAAAAAAAsM/MpIEf4Cee4k/s320/2746443583_9c6f4d0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-8719592101991610995?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8719592101991610995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=8719592101991610995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8719592101991610995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8719592101991610995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-girl-liv.html' title='Big Girl Liv'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SKCUHznVWDI/AAAAAAAAArM/NrtfKqge03o/s72-c/Olivia+sucking+her+thumb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-6825637123594786866</id><published>2008-08-01T14:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T18:03:42.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting on God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took this video of the girls yesterday and thought I'd share it with you all. It's their new favorite song and they have been singing it nonstop! It blesses me to hear them sing "It's the miracle of Christ in me. It's the mystery that sets me free. I'm nothing like I used to be. Open up your eyes you'll see". I hope it blesses you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-440afdb175bac565" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D440afdb175bac565%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329892298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBA69240C79453B4AD0D46543B1CBEFEF58B42.509356F0EBEE9904BBF72A9A829DCFA67BB69006%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D440afdb175bac565%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DY-bdbKuYXUY5XlEpOGRzh_LCDnI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D440afdb175bac565%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329892298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBA69240C79453B4AD0D46543B1CBEFEF58B42.509356F0EBEE9904BBF72A9A829DCFA67BB69006%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D440afdb175bac565%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DY-bdbKuYXUY5XlEpOGRzh_LCDnI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The video stops abruptly, as you'll see, to avoid an all out war between my girls! Remember to pause my playlist before you play the video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-6825637123594786866?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=440afdb175bac565&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6825637123594786866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=6825637123594786866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/6825637123594786866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/6825637123594786866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/counting-on-god.html' title='Counting on God'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-6608475228290659363</id><published>2008-07-30T11:29:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T17:52:56.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you just hate it when you lose contact with good friends? There are a few people that I would love to reconnect with. I just recently found one of them! &lt;a href="http://www.huskerluster.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Valerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I met at church when we were in high school. She was a bridesmaid in my wedding and we kept in contact for awhile afterwards but between me moving to Germany and then Colorado and her moving out of state, we sorta drifted apart. I recently found her email address, so we've been keeping in touch through emails. Valerie and her husband and two girls are living in Maryland now. She is visiting her family for a few weeks so we were able to get our girls together and have some girl talk! I think it's funny that when women get together the conversation eventually drifts to their labor stories (or nightmare). Just last night I met a new friend and wouldn't you know within 5 minutes our conversation drifted to pitocin and epidurals. Girls are so funny. Here are a few pics of our morning together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evelyn and Olivia (Evelyn is 6 months older than Liv). They had a lot of fun together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZpajf69I/AAAAAAAAAo4/qQukwKR6U5k/s1600-h/DSC02208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228848104159046610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZpajf69I/AAAAAAAAAo4/qQukwKR6U5k/s320/DSC02208.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the girls, even the puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZpl3EBNI/AAAAAAAAApA/99INnL2Kt_I/s1600-h/DSC02210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228848107193894098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZpl3EBNI/AAAAAAAAApA/99INnL2Kt_I/s320/DSC02210.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Valerie - she hasn't changed at all! She looks just like she did in high school. I wish I could say the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZqr7pFFI/AAAAAAAAApI/S80p3xSCR-8/s1600-h/DSC02211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228848126003582034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZqr7pFFI/AAAAAAAAApI/S80p3xSCR-8/s320/DSC02211.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valerie and her 3 month old baby Julia. Don't you just love the name! She has great taste&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZrBwC8sI/AAAAAAAAApQ/mve6I1hDwN4/s1600-h/DSC02214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228848131860525762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZrBwC8sI/AAAAAAAAApQ/mve6I1hDwN4/s320/DSC02214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls playing hide and go seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZrX76kdI/AAAAAAAAApY/MtVCliaBnhU/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228848137815888338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZrX76kdI/AAAAAAAAApY/MtVCliaBnhU/s320/DSC02216.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCajAZBmQI/AAAAAAAAApg/ZLJL0bokRmA/s1600-h/DSC02219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228849093568207106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCajAZBmQI/AAAAAAAAApg/ZLJL0bokRmA/s320/DSC02219.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big Julia holding little Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCajS0XMRI/AAAAAAAAApo/sHsYnSykWKA/s1600-h/DSC02220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228849098514706706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCajS0XMRI/AAAAAAAAApo/sHsYnSykWKA/s320/DSC02220.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls all hanging out in the laundry room, which has now become the puppy training room&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCaj-spvZI/AAAAAAAAApw/AB0wkSFNbeM/s1600-h/DSC02222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228849110293527954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCaj-spvZI/AAAAAAAAApw/AB0wkSFNbeM/s320/DSC02222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby holding a crying Julia. It must have been nap time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCakCmn_yI/AAAAAAAAAp4/BgBoeJS-v3Y/s1600-h/DSC02224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228849111341989666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCakCmn_yI/AAAAAAAAAp4/BgBoeJS-v3Y/s320/DSC02224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now that we've found each other again, I hope we stay in touch. Maybe a visit to the east coast is in our future! Tonight we're celebrating my sister-in-law Heather's 30th birthday, so I better go get my house in order. I may enlist the help of 3 certain little redheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-6608475228290659363?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6608475228290659363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=6608475228290659363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/6608475228290659363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/6608475228290659363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SJCZpajf69I/AAAAAAAAAo4/qQukwKR6U5k/s72-c/DSC02208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-2715267930245653722</id><published>2008-07-25T22:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T22:20:16.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Your Entertainment Pleasure ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A64091' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=qFGmOCQQiy6MG5YL&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=qFGmOCQQiy6MG5YL&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=qFGmOCQQiy6MG5YL&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Send a JibJab Sendables® &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/sendables'&gt;eCard&lt;/a&gt; Today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNzA*MjM4OTk5MSZwdD*xMjE3MDQyNDEzMTc2JnA9MTkxMTMxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTI=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-2715267930245653722?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2715267930245653722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=2715267930245653722' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2715267930245653722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2715267930245653722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-your-entertainment-pleasure_1731.html' title='For Your Entertainment Pleasure ...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-6156413200555979423</id><published>2008-07-24T16:07:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T15:36:30.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't fall of your chair or anything, I'm not pregnant ... we just got a new puppy last night! She is a black Miniature Schnauzer, she is 10 weeks old and we named her Maggie. It was totally spontaneous, we weren't even talking about getting another dog. We already have one white Miniature Schnauzer named Mitzi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how it came to be ... my in-laws headed over to a local Miniature Schnauzer breeder yesterday evening to look at their pups (their dog Hannah had died a few months before and so they felt they were ready for another dog). They decided on a cute little Salt and Pepper Schnauzer. My father-in-law called me and said there was little black one available also. Well, after many phone conversations back and forth, one thing led to another and we ended up getting another dog. It's going to be a hard few weeks, with sleepless nights and lots of trips outside, but let me tell you that these three little girls of mine are beyond thrilled! We think she's pretty cute too. We're not too sure what Mitzi thinks yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Maggie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226710970397901506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIkB7240QsI/AAAAAAAAAow/ka8Tf_4_cbI/s320/DSC00656.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby was up at 7:00 am, after going to bed at 11:30, ready to see her new pup!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj0QZQkrUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/NDRPXPGPIkk/s1600-h/DSC00653.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226695930058943810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj0QZQkrUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/NDRPXPGPIkk/s320/DSC00653.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So sweet&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj0RU3CRCI/AAAAAAAAAnA/2AgCMwdhReo/s1600-h/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226695946057958434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj0RU3CRCI/AAAAAAAAAnA/2AgCMwdhReo/s320/DSC00681.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jules and her little Maggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj5dsAhxKI/AAAAAAAAAnw/qlFTqvQAk7w/s1600-h/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226701655988356258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj5dsAhxKI/AAAAAAAAAnw/qlFTqvQAk7w/s320/DSC00679.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liv was already asleep last night when we got Maggie so she was pretty surprised this morning when a little black dog woke her up by licking all over her face. You should have seen how big her eyes were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226700000241361842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj39T3ro7I/AAAAAAAAAnI/0xfSs-cLT1E/s320/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226700022075642834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj3-lNYU9I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BZd29I6AyFU/s320/DSC00683.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Her sister (my in-laws dog) came over for a playdate. This is Gretel and Maggie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226700030730894370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj3_Fc8_CI/AAAAAAAAAnY/1OC0IYr6hoI/s320/DSC00674.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The redheads with the new pups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226700040148827458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj3_oiXPUI/AAAAAAAAAng/hCIZ5OP0An0/s320/DSC00687.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Puppies are so much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226700048576055906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj4AH7kimI/AAAAAAAAAno/aE4465cIgro/s320/DSC00698.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Julia being attacked by the Schnauzer pups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226701660759958434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj5d9yKo6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/U6KRx06hCFY/s320/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We still love you Mitzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226701667831157586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj5eYIEk1I/AAAAAAAAAoA/G-krWXr-Pt4/s320/DSC00675.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Too cute a pic of Olivia not to post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226701671868498866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj5enKpg7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/0wZG5yadqtM/s320/DSC00654.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma and her new pup Gretel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226701678886325874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj5fBT1DnI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/kWqWX2emyCU/s320/DSC00638.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;More life in bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226707100801773186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj-anhNLoI/AAAAAAAAAog/CzilxZOui1o/s320/DSC00691.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My gorgeous sweet potato vine , that took forever to spread, but now that it has it looks amazing!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj-bOPKYCI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7LEZioglerY/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226707111195074594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIj-bOPKYCI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7LEZioglerY/s320/DSC00690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-6156413200555979423?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6156413200555979423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=6156413200555979423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/6156413200555979423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/6156413200555979423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-addition.html' title='New Addition'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIkB7240QsI/AAAAAAAAAow/ka8Tf_4_cbI/s72-c/DSC00656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-2598713863679981254</id><published>2008-07-22T11:26:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:42:47.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Exhausting Bike Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Saturday Kelby thought it would be fun for us all to go on a bike ride. Now I love going on bike rides, but when it's 90+ degrees and very humid, it didn't quite sound like my idea of fun but I succumbed. Abby was feeling a little under the weather so she spent the afternoon with Grandma Deese (lucky girl). We still ended up having three little girls though because we brought my niece along for the ride. Here are a few pictures from our exhausting 20 mile bike ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIYwMzzxZqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/8aaFpBfXdtU/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225917414233958050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIYwMzzxZqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/8aaFpBfXdtU/s320/DSC00585.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia is ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225849729560360018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIXypCwENFI/AAAAAAAAAkw/qE_E4ALABd8/s320/DSC00587.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Olivia and Adalee were pretty squished but they didn't complain ... too much! We stopped half way and had lunch at a little mom and pop diner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225849741921101458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIXypwzGJpI/AAAAAAAAAk4/K9wyroUyaiA/s320/DSC00588.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I just love this girl. She is so tough! How many 7 year olds can bike 20 miles, fall off their bike and cut up their hands and knees and even admist tears and blood hop back on their bike to finish the last 6 miles. She hardly ever complains, just goes along with whatever is handed her. She's just like her mommy :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225849749257078178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIXyqMIIRaI/AAAAAAAAAlA/N0nYzbuE9n0/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kelby had quite the workout pulling over 50 lbs. of little girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225849756772575890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIXyqoH9qpI/AAAAAAAAAlI/0pW_uWG7HUE/s320/DSC00592.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Poor little girls. It was pretty hot in the bike trailer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225853135013265746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIX1vRDTwVI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/vuxEFgXhn1Q/s320/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We didn't hear much talking on the way home. They were exhausted!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225853139685384930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIX1vidOouI/AAAAAAAAAlY/3tL1nG2CB4c/s320/DSC00599.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nothings better than a Lime Slushee from Sonic after a long bike ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225853147997369842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIX1wBa9dfI/AAAAAAAAAlg/1ah2Ep4ypZI/s320/DSC00608.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On a different note, Kelby and I went to see the movie Mamma Mia on Friday night. Now I'm a huge fan of musicals (Sound of Music, Phantom, you get the picture) but I guess I kinda, sorta neglected to tell him it was a musical (which he's not a fan of). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225860886668795410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIX8yeOAXhI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Cc7A876s9k4/s320/2673975110_453bdf17d1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Within the first few minutes of the film they broke into song. He looked over at me and said "What... is... this?" Oops. Oh well, it was good for him, right? Help broaden his horizons a bit. After about the 5th song in 15 minutes though, I think he wanted to walk out and go see Dark Knight. Come to think of it, I think we were one of very few people who went and saw Mamma Mia instead of Dark Knight. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIX9gqQXrUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/GYrcCMgSD-8/s1600-h/2421087353_6455ac9310.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225861680173919554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIX9gqQXrUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/GYrcCMgSD-8/s200/2421087353_6455ac9310.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;But I really enjoyed it, it's a feel-good movie and it made me want to stand up and sing a long. The scenery was gorgeous too. Makes me want to go to Greece all the more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIYHi8czxfI/AAAAAAAAAmA/T3D-APlC5c0/s1600-h/2035746548_b62ff61c3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225872714533946866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIYHi8czxfI/AAAAAAAAAmA/T3D-APlC5c0/s320/2035746548_b62ff61c3c.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I have a house that needs some TLC and daydreaming about Greece isn't going to get it done so I better get to it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-2598713863679981254?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2598713863679981254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=2598713863679981254' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2598713863679981254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2598713863679981254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-saturday-kelby-thought-it-would-be.html' title='One Exhausting Bike Ride'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIYwMzzxZqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/8aaFpBfXdtU/s72-c/DSC00585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-4997864282600863695</id><published>2008-07-17T20:59:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T15:10:36.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night was my sister's 25th birthday. Oh to be 25 again ... seems like forever ago! I think I was living in Germany at the time, probably still getting over the culture shock. I look back fondly over those years. We met some wonderful friends, friends we are still in contact with, friends we'll have for life. I don't think at the time I really appreciated how blessed we were! Look at all the places we were able to visit ... England, France, Austria, Holland, Italy, Belgium and Poland. Never made it to Greece and Ireland though ... maybe one day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a fun evening over at my parent's house. You won't see any pictures of Kelby, Julia and my dad though. Kelby had to beg out of the festivities because of a tennis tournament, Julia had a sleepover at a friend's house and my dad was there, he just hates being photographed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Kristin and Liv &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224170050058478642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_6-0_4ZDI/AAAAAAAAAig/-7TbrcJye5U/s320/DSC00536.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and my Liv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224170058691533122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_6_VKKWUI/AAAAAAAAAio/DRwYZ1aLwRk/s320/DSC00537.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma and Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIADzP2BMWI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Ol9oD7JNuYw/s1600-h/DSC00534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224179746711089506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SIADzP2BMWI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Ol9oD7JNuYw/s320/DSC00534.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224170065477331698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_6_ucBavI/AAAAAAAAAiw/xcDUm7DZMZU/s320/DSC00542.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Kris, pretty good picture after about 15 tries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224170073140009682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_7AK-8mtI/AAAAAAAAAi4/mWJ49RN6AXE/s320/DSC00549.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;David and Kris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_7AVQOvSI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ipIrKcu5K9E/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224170075896855842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_7AVQOvSI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ipIrKcu5K9E/s320/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Kristin told Liv she could help her blow out HER candles! She was pretty excited! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_9OKvROMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/eweKlYr0mBM/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224172512615676098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_9OKvROMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/eweKlYr0mBM/s320/DSC00566.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You would have thought it was her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_9Ods5EuI/AAAAAAAAAjg/c7aNuu-E3ZQ/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224172517705978594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_9Ods5EuI/AAAAAAAAAjg/c7aNuu-E3ZQ/s320/DSC00568.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think she found 25 candles was a lot tougher to blow out than 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_9OqQQj1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/I8zVZeNORig/s1600-h/DSC00569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224172521075543890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_9OqQQj1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/I8zVZeNORig/s320/DSC00569.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe she is going to be 10 in a few short months. Someone said to me the other day that the boys are going to be calling soon. Gulp. I was the tender age of 17 before any boy began calling me. That seems like another lifetime. Oh the memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH__nI5QJ-I/AAAAAAAAAjw/MNKUhRh9PHU/s1600-h/DSC00562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224175140640663522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH__nI5QJ-I/AAAAAAAAAjw/MNKUhRh9PHU/s320/DSC00562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, it's getting late. I think I'm going to go cozy up with a good book. Night all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-4997864282600863695?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4997864282600863695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=4997864282600863695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/4997864282600863695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/4997864282600863695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthday-fun-and-memories.html' title='Birthday Fun'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SH_6-0_4ZDI/AAAAAAAAAig/-7TbrcJye5U/s72-c/DSC00536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-231650719211177162</id><published>2008-07-15T08:58:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:22:59.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to get the girls out of the house the other night, so we took them to Dairy Twist and then we headed over to a nearby park. We had a great time until the bugs started to eat us alive (and of course I forgot the bug spray)! At that point, after screams of protest from Olivia, we thought we should head back home. Here are a few pictures we took of our evening of chicken nuggets, ice cream, merry-go-rounds, swings and lots and lots of bugs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Give child chocolate milk AFTER they have eaten their meal. I really should know this by now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1O_5TvtI/AAAAAAAAAf4/UVBxIFp0QZc/s1600-h/DSC00474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223248937117531858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1O_5TvtI/AAAAAAAAAf4/UVBxIFp0QZc/s320/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby giving a thumbs up for yummy lemonade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223245095052911666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyxvXFuJDI/AAAAAAAAAeo/i0OD-j9Lnuc/s320/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I don't even know what to say here. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223242024004788034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyu8miyn0I/AAAAAAAAAdo/hjHa8kzYzw8/s320/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dinosaur Chicken Nuggets and fries... we like to feed our kids the very best food!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyweAbTqLI/AAAAAAAAAeA/I-cOU40FKsg/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243697400031410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyweAbTqLI/AAAAAAAAAeA/I-cOU40FKsg/s320/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We took our ice cream to the park to eat. I shoud say THEY did. I was good and didn't get any. The girls did share a few bites with me though! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223242044398994802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyu9yhJhXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jKqziM5oqnk/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This would have been a great picture if she would have smiled! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243705347188546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyweeCDp0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/cbuxJ-hjWJw/s320/DSC00484.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Parks with sand are the worst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHywe_THQaI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/GnOfDdZUhzw/s1600-h/DSC00485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243714277097890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHywe_THQaI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/GnOfDdZUhzw/s320/DSC00485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHywfZzoxFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/mE41nN2olVI/s1600-h/DSC00486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243721392833618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHywfZzoxFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/mE41nN2olVI/s320/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243729543601938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHywf4K7nxI/AAAAAAAAAeg/LGKW79qAkSo/s320/DSC00487.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Daddy and his girl &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223245103879137362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyxv3-DqFI/AAAAAAAAAew/7TsmqRNcjcY/s320/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Trying to get all three to smile always proves to be very difficult, especially when there are bugs swarming around you! &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyxweu1phI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_2j3ngq2coY/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223245114284287506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyxweu1phI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_2j3ngq2coY/s320/DSC00501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyxxIgbujI/AAAAAAAAAfI/n33sjbzzqxM/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223245125498157618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHyxxIgbujI/AAAAAAAAAfI/n33sjbzzqxM/s320/DSC00504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1PF_oiqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/y2YU83dWVWI/s1600-h/DSC00503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223248938754673314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1PF_oiqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/y2YU83dWVWI/s320/DSC00503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1QFMuk4I/AAAAAAAAAgI/vJ7KB6HarYc/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223248955721028482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1QFMuk4I/AAAAAAAAAgI/vJ7KB6HarYc/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Would have been a cute picture if Liv didn't look so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1QqLGNUI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ooIBayuuNNo/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223248965646300482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1QqLGNUI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ooIBayuuNNo/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my sweet Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1RF2JjoI/AAAAAAAAAgY/F1R30DCJSGw/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223248973074632322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1RF2JjoI/AAAAAAAAAgY/F1R30DCJSGw/s320/DSC00509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Update: For those of you who have been waiting on pins and needles, wondering if the snakes scared away those horrible little birds, well so far it appears that they have! I still see them flying around our backyard but they don't swoop at our heads anymore and they haven't started rebuilding their nest. I'm not sure if it will work long term, but for now it seems to have scared them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-231650719211177162?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/231650719211177162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=231650719211177162' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/231650719211177162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/231650719211177162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/park-outing.html' title='Park Outing'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHy1O_5TvtI/AAAAAAAAAf4/UVBxIFp0QZc/s72-c/DSC00474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-4697486851311070025</id><published>2008-07-10T15:04:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T19:30:15.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Pool Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love having neighbors, especially neighbors with a pool! Since their boys are grown and no one uses it much, they were gracious and kind enough to offer to let us use it whenever we want and we sure have taken them up on that! We don't want to wear out our welcome, so I think this is it for the week. They have two beautiful dogs that love to swim in the pool as well, which the girls are just tickled by! Here's a few pics from our trip next door! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is about as far as Olivia will venture in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481392094668882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZtqVkdaFI/AAAAAAAAAcI/HXbTj8Cua8M/s320/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Liv having fun with Oak and Monet, the neighbors dogs &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZtqx_eF1I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/r0PZfVyMXsM/s1600-h/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481399724152658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZtqx_eF1I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/r0PZfVyMXsM/s320/DSC00432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The dogs going in for a swim&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZtrLD95sI/AAAAAAAAAcY/pK2PL5gNvf8/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481406453900994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZtrLD95sI/AAAAAAAAAcY/pK2PL5gNvf8/s320/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kelby and Monet&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZtrvrEpgI/AAAAAAAAAcg/HXDkOotXiJM/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481416281597442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZtrvrEpgI/AAAAAAAAAcg/HXDkOotXiJM/s320/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oak, the Weineramer . He's kinda standoffish at first, but he warms up after awhile.  He has such pretty green eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZtsClGXeI/AAAAAAAAAco/SBHs1O55Ufc/s1600-h/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481421356817890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZtsClGXeI/AAAAAAAAAco/SBHs1O55Ufc/s320/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby jumping from the diving board ... I won't even do this, I'm such a chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZwD7FlS5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/qSEMlWBmawM/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221484030685694866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZwD7FlS5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/qSEMlWBmawM/s320/DSC00444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia getting ready to take the plunge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZwEAPnA7I/AAAAAAAAAc4/iTddHON-8MI/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221484032069927858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZwEAPnA7I/AAAAAAAAAc4/iTddHON-8MI/s320/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia says "This is the life" &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZwEuqMLGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/kL_sjk2ypN0/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221484044529445986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZwEuqMLGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/kL_sjk2ypN0/s320/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby working on her "tan" (Pale is the new tan, haven't you heard?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZwFKfY0iI/AAAAAAAAAdI/xU5z_Rv-Z4g/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221484052000330274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZwFKfY0iI/AAAAAAAAAdI/xU5z_Rv-Z4g/s320/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Don't hate me because of my beautiful naturally curly red hair!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZwFTc9ByI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/9kwZO-Xf2gA/s1600-h/DSC00468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221484054406039330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZwFTc9ByI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/9kwZO-Xf2gA/s320/DSC00468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not just a woman of leisure that sits by the pool all day, really I'm not! I do have laundry to do, clothes to iron, a dishwasher to unload and a pile of work to do for my part-time job. So I better get to it ... until next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-4697486851311070025?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4697486851311070025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=4697486851311070025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/4697486851311070025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/4697486851311070025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/swimming-pool-fun-next-door.html' title='Swimming Pool Fun!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHZtqVkdaFI/AAAAAAAAAcI/HXbTj8Cua8M/s72-c/DSC00429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-102988157697068006</id><published>2008-07-09T16:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:26:34.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So .... the cute little birds I blogged about a while back have decided that the entire backyard is their home. The girls (and their mommy too) are afraid to go outside because when they do the birds start swooping at their heads and come within inches. Here we have this wonderful new swingset but my girls are too afraid to play outside on it! After the baby birds flew away and this territorial behavior started, Kelby knocked down their nest before we left for Florida. Well, when we returned it was rebuilt so he knocked it down again and wouldn't you know it they started rebuilding again yesterday. So I decided to do a little research to get some ideas on how to stop birds from building nests and one of the sites said to put up fake snakes to scare them away. Needless to say, the girls and I took a little trip to Target in search of snakes. Here's hoping the birds get their eviction notice and move on!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what our neighbors must think seeing snakes hanging from our deck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221138980967724722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHU2PYuGtrI/AAAAAAAAAbo/TKZ1GLirjbE/s320/DSC00408.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The only way Abby would go outside is with an umbrella to protect herself from the "mean birds"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHU2P-SSgPI/AAAAAAAAAbw/7ZXx6TYlDWg/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221138991051604210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHU2P-SSgPI/AAAAAAAAAbw/7ZXx6TYlDWg/s320/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Help a snake!"&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHU2QJTsy8I/AAAAAAAAAb4/nDCO1tWDqDY/s1600-h/DSC00412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221138994010311618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHU2QJTsy8I/AAAAAAAAAb4/nDCO1tWDqDY/s320/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby said I always post pictures of them but never of myself so she took this picture of me to post on my blog&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHU2QsJEszI/AAAAAAAAAcA/IPTt8MKQRTs/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221139003360981810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHU2QsJEszI/AAAAAAAAAcA/IPTt8MKQRTs/s320/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stay tuned for reports on how the bird deterrent works out. If it doesn't, we just may need to invest in a bebe gun! I'm kidding ... sorta! :) Well, I better go get my run in before the rain starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-102988157697068006?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/102988157697068006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=102988157697068006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/102988157697068006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/102988157697068006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/attack-of-birds.html' title='Attack of the birds'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHU2PYuGtrI/AAAAAAAAAbo/TKZ1GLirjbE/s72-c/DSC00408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-2303173051038263971</id><published>2008-07-06T16:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:52:33.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Vacation - Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, we're back home now. No beds were made for us this morning, no fresh towels were layed out for us, no one cooked our meals and no one drove us to and from our destination. I guess we're back to reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a wonderful vacation! We enjoyed our time with Aunt Karen ... I think the girls especially had fun trying on all her high heels and their visit to the beach! We had a blast going jet skiing with my Uncle Dave and the girls loved meeting their second cousins and wished thet could have stayed over longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disney World was magical! Even with the heat, the countless trips to the potty, the heat, the long lines, whining about the heat, 4pm rain showers, tired and sore feet and the sweltering heat! We had such a great time with Matt and Amanda and their kids as they joined us at the Magic Kingdom and Hollywood Studios. It was fun to see Olivia and Mackenzie get to know each other. We're looking forward to a family reunion next summer, hopefully!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from our last day in Florida ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Julia going down the waterslide at our resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFAOGaTQHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4h8fBGAU5Qo/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220024054082388082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFAOGaTQHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4h8fBGAU5Qo/s320/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelby and Olivia going down the waterslide. When they got to the bottom, they both went all they way under the water. Olivia was not happy ... she screamed! Needless to say, she didn't go down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFAOjU6QdI/AAAAAAAAAag/18IAwN7Wp0A/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220024061844406738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFAOjU6QdI/AAAAAAAAAag/18IAwN7Wp0A/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby going down the waterslide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFAO76kw4I/AAAAAAAAAao/3ZqDUs7qQGI/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220024068444832642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFAO76kw4I/AAAAAAAAAao/3ZqDUs7qQGI/s320/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liv enjoying an Mickey Mouse ice cream sandwhich after a swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFAPKzQaJI/AAAAAAAAAaw/yuOmCRZVedU/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220024072440670354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFAPKzQaJI/AAAAAAAAAaw/yuOmCRZVedU/s320/DSC00351.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful Florida Palm Trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220024095436236914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFAQgd06HI/AAAAAAAAAa4/H_mSq-cwhqw/s320/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We had to make one last stop to Kelby and Grandpa Deese's favorite restaurant "Steak n Shake" before heading home (I also got my fill of Chic-fil-A while in Florida ... I really wish they had one here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFCDPiR7FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ubZyVbJFulw/s1600-h/DSC00355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220026066576469074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFCDPiR7FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ubZyVbJFulw/s320/DSC00355.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelby driving all his girls home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220026068525676530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFCDWzAd_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/N9kUJKwNSJo/s320/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Three tired girls, all zonked out, on their way home from the airport (Julia's face cracks me up!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFCD0z0OwI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/F61A8AMKkX4/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220026076582132482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFCD0z0OwI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/F61A8AMKkX4/s320/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-2303173051038263971?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2303173051038263971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=2303173051038263971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2303173051038263971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/2303173051038263971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/florida-vacation-day-10.html' title='Florida Vacation - Day 10'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SHFAOGaTQHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4h8fBGAU5Qo/s72-c/DSC00335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-5322037069099272709</id><published>2008-07-02T19:26:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:24:00.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Vacation - Day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, we were supposed to be on our way back home tonight but due to bad weather in Chicago our flight was delayed and instead of risking missing our connecting flight we opted to stay in Orlando one more night. We're praying for better weather tomorrow. Everyone is tired and ready to be back in their own beds and the girls are excited to see Mitzi (their dog) but it looks like we're going to have to wait one more day. So before we head out to find a place to eat I thought I'd add my pictures from our day in the Animal Kingdom and Magic Kingdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfmWhs1nI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wS7PdjSrXbQ/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218580811957982834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfmWhs1nI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wS7PdjSrXbQ/s320/DSC00125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;African Safari Cruise that took you through the jungle while wild animals roamed around&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfnGRguSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/WJErl-ZV7V4/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218580824774981922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfnGRguSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/WJErl-ZV7V4/s320/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfnti_ZuI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ooEyU84liF4/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218580835317278434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfnti_ZuI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ooEyU84liF4/s320/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfp1p92UI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_AaAwV2S54M/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218580871853758786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfp1p92UI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_AaAwV2S54M/s320/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfq1zKWGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/1QttooHVJOE/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218580889072195682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfq1zKWGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/1QttooHVJOE/s320/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwi5MdFdHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/DJmCJ-HN2zY/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218584434206667890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwi5MdFdHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/DJmCJ-HN2zY/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby enjoying a refreshing lemonade slush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwi5ZA3f2I/AAAAAAAAAXo/2hf6WA0tUZk/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218584437577973602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwi5ZA3f2I/AAAAAAAAAXo/2hf6WA0tUZk/s320/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwi6uW7DgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/DE0QtVMIoYM/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218584460487495170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwi6uW7DgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/DE0QtVMIoYM/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had just finished a very scary Dinosaur ride, not knowing it was going to be quite so intense. Olivia whimpered through much of it but to be honest she was more scared of the Disney characters than this ride!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwi7HJH3ZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/67lJcAsIqT0/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218584467140500882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwi7HJH3ZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/67lJcAsIqT0/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Liv on the nice Dinosaur ride - she doesn't look too happy here but she really wanted to go on this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw4vxa-WwI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZFNDLFx2vWw/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218608461587045122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw4vxa-WwI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ZFNDLFx2vWw/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw4wGoQQyI/AAAAAAAAAYI/DL7bFz0RuwA/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218608467279889186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw4wGoQQyI/AAAAAAAAAYI/DL7bFz0RuwA/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Magic Kingdom Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw4wndOznI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/-zBb_XjZIWc/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218608476092026482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw4wndOznI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/-zBb_XjZIWc/s320/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw4w9cKCLI/AAAAAAAAAYY/8uQ-IiCJ0hQ/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218608481993099442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw4w9cKCLI/AAAAAAAAAYY/8uQ-IiCJ0hQ/s320/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great picture Kelby took of the castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw7Ps7FYCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Bd8mav3uwSE/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611209158615074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw7Ps7FYCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Bd8mav3uwSE/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Character Buffet Dinner with Winnie the Pooh and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw7QAHN4GI/AAAAAAAAAYw/gWReplO_lV0/s1600-h/DSC00245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611214309777506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw7QAHN4GI/AAAAAAAAAYw/gWReplO_lV0/s320/DSC00245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw7QTulFbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5Bopc5Xm71A/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611219575150002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw7QTulFbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5Bopc5Xm71A/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We thought that since Liv is more familiar with the Pooh characters than Mickey Mouse she might not be as afraid this time ... no such luck. She was so petrified the whole dinner that she didn't eat one bite of food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw7Qg2tkzI/AAAAAAAAAZA/T6J04AqayCA/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611223098921778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw7Qg2tkzI/AAAAAAAAAZA/T6J04AqayCA/s320/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw7RIFBWBI/AAAAAAAAAZI/p8Wku_h37y0/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611233627920402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw7RIFBWBI/AAAAAAAAAZI/p8Wku_h37y0/s320/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw-wpYO_xI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zGJz2MvuSaQ/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218615073677704978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw-wpYO_xI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zGJz2MvuSaQ/s320/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liv has always loved Piglet so we though she just might warm up to him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw-w5VYooI/AAAAAAAAAZY/DxtuISzUWXg/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218615077960721026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw-w5VYooI/AAAAAAAAAZY/DxtuISzUWXg/s320/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nope ... she freaked when she saw him. He was so sweet to her, blowing her kisses, but nothing worked. Our nice meal with Winnie the Pooh and friends turned out to be a traumatic experience for poor Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw-xG-0A0I/AAAAAAAAAZg/0kjHtIGiC6k/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218615081624142658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw-xG-0A0I/AAAAAAAAAZg/0kjHtIGiC6k/s320/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Liv's traumatic dinner we went on the train ride around the Magic Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw-xkRAqwI/AAAAAAAAAZo/TMyos0GhfnU/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218615089485097730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw-xkRAqwI/AAAAAAAAAZo/TMyos0GhfnU/s320/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was just the cutest thing ... there was this little tree house for kids to play in and Piglet was up at the top, popping out of the tree. Livvy was so concerned for him. She talked all day, from the very first day we were at the Magic Kindom about how we were going to get Piglet out because he was stuck. She wanted her daddy to get a rope and ladder and rescue him. She's still talking about it today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw-x4o-6BI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cF0GjFAQPZg/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218615094954354706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGw-x4o-6BI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cF0GjFAQPZg/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SpectraMagic Parade ... no matter how old you are it is still so magical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGxCGwOzOHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/PlOMgAwfX8I/s1600-h/DSC00309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218618752009189490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGxCGwOzOHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/PlOMgAwfX8I/s320/DSC00309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching the parade from a front row seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGxCHN5jZ-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/khzuyGBAlB8/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218618759973136354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGxCHN5jZ-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/khzuyGBAlB8/s320/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She waved at all the Disney characters, even the Big Bad Wolf. I guess if they are a safe distance from her, their not so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGxCHi-lrzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GWBnq0GitTU/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218618765631401778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGxCHi-lrzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GWBnq0GitTU/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking the boat back to our resort to watch the firework show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGxCH8HtRSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/WV0QmdEfkGY/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218618772380534050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGxCH8HtRSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/WV0QmdEfkGY/s320/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-5322037069099272709?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5322037069099272709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=5322037069099272709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/5322037069099272709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/5322037069099272709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/florida-vacation-day-9.html' title='Florida Vacation - Day 9'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGwfmWhs1nI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wS7PdjSrXbQ/s72-c/DSC00125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-1083054010569392121</id><published>2008-06-30T22:37:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:20:12.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Vacation - Days 7 &amp; 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent a very HOT and HUMID day yesterday at Disney's Hollywood Studios. It was our hardest day so far ... we were all wiped out by the end of the day. We slept in this morning and felt a little bit refreshed for Epcot. We have one last day at the parks tomorrow before we head back for home on Wednesday. I think we just might need a vacation from our vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family Pic at Magic Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217886623320283666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmoPQVEmhI/AAAAAAAAAUY/jAy9H1bzWfE/s320/Disney_with_Cousins_098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Family pic with Goliath from Jo Jo's circus (I think!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmoPwxATnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pwTZGqxrVYQ/s1600-h/Disney_with_Cousins_136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217886632027377266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmoPwxATnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pwTZGqxrVYQ/s320/Disney_with_Cousins_136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelby &amp;amp; Julia with the Storm Troopers (I felt so sorry for them, they must have been so hot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217886637234581010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmoQEKf7hI/AAAAAAAAAUo/H4-sowuHlb8/s320/Disney_with_Cousins_151.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Kelby with his cousin Matt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmoQp5YEmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/up_L-xoflkI/s1600-h/Disney_with_Cousins_154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217886647363310178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmoQp5YEmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/up_L-xoflkI/s320/Disney_with_Cousins_154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelby &amp;amp; Abby with the Stormship Trooper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmoQyRTUsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/AlY3wi9253E/s1600-h/Disney_with_Cousins_155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217886649611145922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmoQyRTUsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/AlY3wi9253E/s320/Disney_with_Cousins_155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Second Cousins posing for a picture after our lunch which was a wonderful break from the heat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmqbpr_CEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/o4b0GTPoLNA/s1600-h/Disney_with_Cousins_146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217889035308959810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmqbpr_CEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/o4b0GTPoLNA/s320/Disney_with_Cousins_146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with Abby &amp;amp; Julia on our way to see a dinner show called the Hoopdy Doo Review.  Olivia didn't eat anything and was asleep in her stroller before the show even started.  It was a really fun evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmqb3eH7II/AAAAAAAAAVI/Hude6QQ3NLE/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217889039008918658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmqb3eH7II/AAAAAAAAAVI/Hude6QQ3NLE/s320/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmqcSBVaRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/1kEsxJKcEeQ/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217889046135925010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmqcSBVaRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/1kEsxJKcEeQ/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grown up girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmqctxb-8I/AAAAAAAAAVY/I9mFM8Bdcpg/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217889053585439682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmqctxb-8I/AAAAAAAAAVY/I9mFM8Bdcpg/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the Finding Nemo ride at Epcot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmqdMUnQ_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/3bsJBiQfv2Q/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217889061786043378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmqdMUnQ_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/3bsJBiQfv2Q/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelby testing out a Segway at Epcot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmsLiR6mRI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Zt9C-CbTcd8/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217890957465917714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmsLiR6mRI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Zt9C-CbTcd8/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmsMNI1-xI/AAAAAAAAAVw/5pWbjiREe1Q/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217890968970590994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmsMNI1-xI/AAAAAAAAAVw/5pWbjiREe1Q/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mickey Mouse with Abby and Julia, minus one little redhead. We stood in line for 45 minutes to meet some of the Disney characters and Olivia wouldn't even go 10 feet near them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmsMjjDvqI/AAAAAAAAAV4/QGlifck23PU/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217890974986124962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmsMjjDvqI/AAAAAAAAAV4/QGlifck23PU/s320/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, no Liv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmsNML-MSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/X92XA6nObEE/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217890985895145762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmsNML-MSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/X92XA6nObEE/s320/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She wouldn't even go near Minnie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmsNkhk1RI/AAAAAAAAAWI/AoJHS9n-Ymg/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217890992428209426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmsNkhk1RI/AAAAAAAAAWI/AoJHS9n-Ymg/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a break from the heat for an ice cream treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmunYtQldI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1dw2kw8B2zQ/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217893634955843026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmunYtQldI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1dw2kw8B2zQ/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chocolate ice cream is the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmunu0NyyI/AAAAAAAAAWY/dZj6arJmgHk/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217893640890600226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmunu0NyyI/AAAAAAAAAWY/dZj6arJmgHk/s320/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I missed all this because I was riding the Spaceship Earth ride alone! Olivia didn't meet the height requirement so we had to tag team it but Julia wouldn't brave the ride with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmun5Ror0I/AAAAAAAAAWg/RNktlIVLWbw/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217893643698351938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmun5Ror0I/AAAAAAAAAWg/RNktlIVLWbw/s320/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmuoJmhqHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nLaDs9uZhh4/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217893648080939122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmuoJmhqHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nLaDs9uZhh4/s320/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Epcot at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmuoZVWM1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/s9ITmsdKhVk/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217893652303852370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmuoZVWM1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/s9ITmsdKhVk/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-1083054010569392121?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1083054010569392121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=1083054010569392121' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/1083054010569392121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/1083054010569392121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/florida-vacation-days-7-8.html' title='Florida Vacation - Days 7 &amp; 8'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGmoPQVEmhI/AAAAAAAAAUY/jAy9H1bzWfE/s72-c/Disney_with_Cousins_098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-997143731309520126</id><published>2008-06-28T22:42:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:08:54.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Vacation - Days 5 &amp; 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My feet are tired, I'm sunburned and absolutely exhausted but I thought I'd see if I could muster up enough energy to post a few pictures. We are having a wonderful time at Disney World. Our hotel is beautiful, although we've been at the parks from sun up till sun down so we haven't been able to enjoy it too much. Here's a few pics from our first two days in the Magic Kingdom! Tomorrow we're headed to Disney's Hollywood Studios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby, Olivia and Julia after we arrived at our hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcJqu-VfyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/QUsSK-FaQpk/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217149323100651298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcJqu-VfyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/QUsSK-FaQpk/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcHDuLXm8I/AAAAAAAAASo/fQyiFKxf6Qw/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217146453848726466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcHDuLXm8I/AAAAAAAAASo/fQyiFKxf6Qw/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taking the monorail to the Magic Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcHEWJTQ7I/AAAAAAAAAS4/llfiG2EzZm0/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217146464577471410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcHEWJTQ7I/AAAAAAAAAS4/llfiG2EzZm0/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liv cried and cried because she wanted to go on this horse and carriage ride so badly. Kelby was on Space Mountain with Abby and Julia (which they HATED!) so I lugged Olivia and the stroller all the way back to the entrance in the 90 degree heat. Once we were finished with the ride she was still upset because the horse wasn't brown! Tough luck kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcHEl-HAsI/AAAAAAAAATA/qjxgzy65nTg/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217146468825498306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcHEl-HAsI/AAAAAAAAATA/qjxgzy65nTg/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia and Liv on the speedway racer cars ... which I drove because the girls (Abby &amp;amp; Julia) were traumatized after their ride on Space Mountain. Jules was too scared to drive! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcHFbIPv7I/AAAAAAAAATI/CkJrev9_c7E/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217146483095093170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcHFbIPv7I/AAAAAAAAATI/CkJrev9_c7E/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcP_PMav7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Dxx_P90tCbI/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217156272416800690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcP_PMav7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Dxx_P90tCbI/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family tea cup ride ... dedicated to Grandma Norton because she loves her tea so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcJrEQh1hI/AAAAAAAAATY/TaSZhsO8FW8/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217149328814102034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcJrEQh1hI/AAAAAAAAATY/TaSZhsO8FW8/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liv wasn't sure if she liked them or not ... I guess by the picture she didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcJrQIQBgI/AAAAAAAAATg/3_fOg3uphDQ/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217149332000605698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcJrQIQBgI/AAAAAAAAATg/3_fOg3uphDQ/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a break after the Pirates of the Caribbean ride or as Liv likes to call it "The Pirates of the Carrot Beans"&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcJrmyhaWI/AAAAAAAAATo/48rNlG67iJk/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217149338083486050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcJrmyhaWI/AAAAAAAAATo/48rNlG67iJk/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby and Julia riding up front on the monorail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcMKHPuWyI/AAAAAAAAATw/Gltke_cGDlg/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217152061215234850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcMKHPuWyI/AAAAAAAAATw/Gltke_cGDlg/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcMKiRYmjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/T_zza8cRZGc/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217152068469955122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcMKiRYmjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/T_zza8cRZGc/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the starships in Tomorrowland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcMLHJMuxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/dJlNkEPUnD0/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217152078367734546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcMLHJMuxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/dJlNkEPUnD0/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Julia with her little sister ... on our first day at the Magic Kingdom we told the girls that if for some reason we became separated from each other to go find a Disney employee and tell them you're lost ... and wouldn't you know it, about 5 minutes later, as I was rushing to It's a Small World to get in line with Kelby, I turned around and there was Abby but no Julia! After much panic and and what seemed like forever (only a minute or so) there was Julia hand in hand with a Disney employee. She had huge tears in her eyes but we were very proud of her for listening to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcMLUdmfeI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2h8OmL6a6hk/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217152081942969826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcMLUdmfeI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2h8OmL6a6hk/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-997143731309520126?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/997143731309520126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=997143731309520126' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/997143731309520126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/997143731309520126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/florida-vacation-days-5-6.html' title='Florida Vacation - Days 5 &amp; 6'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGcJqu-VfyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/QUsSK-FaQpk/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-8575704185368724933</id><published>2008-06-26T22:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T04:34:42.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Just Wanna Have Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bonus ... tonight I'm even adding a quick little video I took of the girls singing. Aunt Karen had this bear that sang "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun". I can't tell you how many times they played it but by the end of our stay we noticed that Liv knew almost the entire song, especially the chorus. Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Remember to pause my playlist so you can hear the video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dd11bc737aa7fc1c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddd11bc737aa7fc1c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329892299%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D315C12CBEEADE2F30D5211F2777DB8F66B99C99F.27BD13358A9069C3F885B17B4E572FC740F066C8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddd11bc737aa7fc1c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoQBJ5lwMELdbwMRAgSLzc8mmxG4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddd11bc737aa7fc1c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329892299%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D315C12CBEEADE2F30D5211F2777DB8F66B99C99F.27BD13358A9069C3F885B17B4E572FC740F066C8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddd11bc737aa7fc1c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoQBJ5lwMELdbwMRAgSLzc8mmxG4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-8575704185368724933?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dd11bc737aa7fc1c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8575704185368724933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=8575704185368724933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8575704185368724933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8575704185368724933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/bonus.html' title='Girls Just Wanna Have Fun!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-9133589895968912799</id><published>2008-06-26T20:07:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:03:44.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Vacation - Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was a fun filled day for us! We're visiting with my Uncle Dave now. The girls have loved meeting their other set of 2nd cousins. We all went jet skiing over at St. John's River. Abby and Julia rode with my Uncle Dave - you should have seen the smiles on their faces and heard the screams of joy! Kelby and I rode on the other jet ski with Olivia sandwiched between us. We were going about 50mph, so Liv and I were hanging on for dear life. I wish we had pictures to show but we forgot our camera! Liv was a little trooper. She didn't really like the jet ski ride so she didn't say one word the entire ride and for those of you that know Liv that is very unlike her! We stopped at Blue Springs along the way and took a dip in the COLD spring water. It was actually pretty refreshing after the heat. On our way back to the dock we even saw an alligator pop it's head out of the water. We're heading to Disney World tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls meeting their 2nd cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRLvvJdTsI/AAAAAAAAARY/XQDtfWlDWo4/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216377551883947714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRLvvJdTsI/AAAAAAAAARY/XQDtfWlDWo4/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;No I don't have another redhead ... this is their second cousin Katie... see the red hair comes from my side of the family too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRLxuKmIMI/AAAAAAAAARg/Ym_VhRleHj4/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216377585980022978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRLxuKmIMI/AAAAAAAAARg/Ym_VhRleHj4/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Liv before the jet ski ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRLyny5cXI/AAAAAAAAARo/RVEgHoXky4g/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216377601449881970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRLyny5cXI/AAAAAAAAARo/RVEgHoXky4g/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Baily and Holly the Boxers swimming in the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRL0BPdWsI/AAAAAAAAARw/hHg-tQIQzlQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216377625460431554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRL0BPdWsI/AAAAAAAAARw/hHg-tQIQzlQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Olivia and Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRL2gxpp1I/AAAAAAAAAR4/4PzymVg__q0/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216377668285081426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRL2gxpp1I/AAAAAAAAAR4/4PzymVg__q0/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;The Redheads having fun on the trampoline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRM8XglkCI/AAAAAAAAASA/VtBqmZhBvlI/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216378868388433954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRM8XglkCI/AAAAAAAAASA/VtBqmZhBvlI/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby, Katie and Julia doing a little night swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216389643545731074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRWvkGR4AI/AAAAAAAAASI/Bd5Fo0td0NA/s320/IMG_3613.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Olivia giving love to Holly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216389649284419090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRWv5efThI/AAAAAAAAASQ/C9ECgU7tYQ4/s320/IMG_3610.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Playing fetch in the pool with Baily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRWwEo25hI/AAAAAAAAASY/ZLjExdaOW3c/s1600-h/IMG_3604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216389652280698386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRWwEo25hI/AAAAAAAAASY/ZLjExdaOW3c/s320/IMG_3604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-9133589895968912799?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/9133589895968912799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=9133589895968912799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/9133589895968912799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/9133589895968912799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/florida-vacation-day-4.html' title='Florida Vacation - Day 4'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGRLvvJdTsI/AAAAAAAAARY/XQDtfWlDWo4/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-1336690728126880380</id><published>2008-06-25T21:40:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T05:03:41.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Vacation - Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before we headed out to Daytona beach, the girls had fun playing dress up in Aunt Karen's closet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aunt Karen giving the girls a make-over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGS33NWjoVI/AAAAAAAAASg/ALRuUuBnqDY/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216496427506835794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGS33NWjoVI/AAAAAAAAASg/ALRuUuBnqDY/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three little ladies in high heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMHbGpzXQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DBWqXj-3Mz8/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216020955648974082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMHbGpzXQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DBWqXj-3Mz8/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMDFXdoKMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/phScrOO52nk/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216016184157677762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMDFXdoKMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/phScrOO52nk/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;A closet full of shoes ... every woman's dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMDFzPJfcI/AAAAAAAAAP4/QYwp6Tc43WE/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216016191613140418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMDFzPJfcI/AAAAAAAAAP4/QYwp6Tc43WE/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;I think Abby is loving these shoes a little too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMEZ9Q_TFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5TnJZw_8k68/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216017637414227026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMEZ9Q_TFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5TnJZw_8k68/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Julia went for the classic black heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMEaHeNJHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/N_gpZeM60mw/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216017640154014834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMEaHeNJHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/N_gpZeM60mw/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Liv liked the open-toed black heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216017660182002962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMEbSFP_RI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/oKehr8xmCiI/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; We had a wonderful time at the beach with the girls and their 2nd cousins! But again, even after generously applying sunscreen, the girls all got a little sunburned. It's really a full-time job keeping them lathered in sunscreen. They loved the ocean, except for Liv but she suprised us all by sitting in the sand making castles, which is very surprising because she hates to be dirty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby and Julia collecting sea shells&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMHbvB4-RI/AAAAAAAAAQg/qsfK8WqXm1U/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216020966487423250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMHbvB4-RI/AAAAAAAAAQg/qsfK8WqXm1U/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMHbzrtGgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GL5IH1YApA4/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216020967736547842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMHbzrtGgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GL5IH1YApA4/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMHcThKiEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/I9wtK77dl_0/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216020976282273858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMHcThKiEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/I9wtK77dl_0/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMJCZvVwvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/BWd0YXDX6Vc/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216022730298999538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMJCZvVwvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/BWd0YXDX6Vc/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mackenzie, Olivia and Ava playing in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMJCvDeYxI/AAAAAAAAARA/D1lWRM18qJA/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216022736020595474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMJCvDeYxI/AAAAAAAAARA/D1lWRM18qJA/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To end our day we spent the evening at Kelby's cousin Matt's house. The girls all had fun watching Cinderella on Mackenzie's bed. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMJDLm8tiI/AAAAAAAAARI/4EGI4k7Txg0/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216022743685576226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMJDLm8tiI/AAAAAAAAARI/4EGI4k7Txg0/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia and Mackenzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMJD26AiAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3xrMl-KtG8A/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216022755308242946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGMJD26AiAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3xrMl-KtG8A/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-1336690728126880380?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1336690728126880380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=1336690728126880380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/1336690728126880380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/1336690728126880380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/florida-vacation-day-3.html' title='Florida Vacation - Day 3'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGS33NWjoVI/AAAAAAAAASg/ALRuUuBnqDY/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-1380588131940379400</id><published>2008-06-24T19:42:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:08:35.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Vacation - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well after a bumpy flight and 1 missing stroller (which has been recovered!), we made it to Florida yesterday evening! We had a fun day relaxing by the pool. Tomorrow we are going to the beach. The girls are all really excited because it will be their first time! Here's a few pictures we've taken so far!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kelby and girls hitchin' a ride on airport shuttle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGXEZ23CII/AAAAAAAAAO4/KRA7PFu1g6Q/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215615945388001410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGXEZ23CII/AAAAAAAAAO4/KRA7PFu1g6Q/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the way, we went for a dip in the pool at our hotel the night before our flight left and you know what our little Liv said? "Mommy, this Disney World is sure fun!" She thought the dive of a hotel pool we were at was Disney. Boy, we could have saved ourselves some serious cash! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wait airplane .... don't leave me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGXEx7UbXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7zt2X_SBfTk/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215615951849155954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGXEx7UbXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7zt2X_SBfTk/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia lounging in the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215615964215507522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGXFf_r-kI/AAAAAAAAAPI/iSfXzRcm0Hc/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby having fun in the sun with her 2nd cousin Mackenzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGXFwnayUI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XiCJ1uXFIBg/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215615968677120322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGXFwnayUI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XiCJ1uXFIBg/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sun is a lot more intense here ... even after applying lots of suncreen ... we still got burned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGXGwoUQPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7Cht4XXK5HQ/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215615985860755698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGXGwoUQPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7Cht4XXK5HQ/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelby and girls playing with Shack the Boxer, who thinks he's a lapdog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGgCoQuYFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/EvvxPJMLs0M/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215625810499493970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGgCoQuYFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/EvvxPJMLs0M/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-1380588131940379400?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1380588131940379400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=1380588131940379400' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/1380588131940379400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/1380588131940379400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/florida-vacation-day-2.html' title='Florida Vacation - Day 2'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SGGXEZ23CII/AAAAAAAAAO4/KRA7PFu1g6Q/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-1977885254225174079</id><published>2008-06-22T09:33:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:35:43.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Swingset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've always wanted to be able to look out my kitchen window and see my girls playing on their very own swingset in our backyard. Well, I got my wish! It's been a huge undertaking for Kelby because he has had to put the entire thing together himself (me and power drills don't get along too well!). I've chronicled the progression of the swingset so you can see what a task this has been! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my goodness, where to begin? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214757876205385314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6KqNDkdmI/AAAAAAAAALE/lqc1GL3BEnY/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Taking shape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6KqSlfrMI/AAAAAAAAALM/Jfd93UFkZvI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214757877689855170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6KqSlfrMI/AAAAAAAAALM/Jfd93UFkZvI/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The swings are up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214757882118486834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6KqjFXOzI/AAAAAAAAALU/EavHE1NSzug/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It's done! Thank you Daddy for all your hours and hours of work! &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6Kq-EkJfI/AAAAAAAAALc/JUW5g4VEbuc/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214757889362896370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6Kq-EkJfI/AAAAAAAAALc/JUW5g4VEbuc/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jules having fun on the swings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6KrOh-PSI/AAAAAAAAALk/b2T41DwtPGc/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214757893781208354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6KrOh-PSI/AAAAAAAAALk/b2T41DwtPGc/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia monkeying around &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6Lh_Q1AeI/AAAAAAAAALs/0s8wYv3Lkzo/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214758834575573474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6Lh_Q1AeI/AAAAAAAAALs/0s8wYv3Lkzo/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liv and Jules&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6LiKJP3RI/AAAAAAAAAL0/U0Ks0jFKsgY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214758837496569106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6LiKJP3RI/AAAAAAAAAL0/U0Ks0jFKsgY/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6LiQ0smjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/P7n1P--4OcI/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214758839289420338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6LiQ0smjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/P7n1P--4OcI/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby chillin' in the treehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6MM4crtcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cezK553R67A/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214759571480622530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6MM4crtcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cezK553R67A/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gorgeous flowers in bloom in backyard&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6MNDeNIHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Qs8fC8OXnJw/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214759574439796850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6MNDeNIHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Qs8fC8OXnJw/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Onto other news ... after 3 1/2 long months of waiting, Kelby received a job offer!!!! Can you tell I'm just a little bit excited and relieved?!? It was a stressful few months but I think we've come out the other side stronger than before. The Lord took care of us in so many ways over the past few months, so we feel very blessed and thankful. Before Kelby starts his new job, we've decided to go on vacation to "The Happiest Place on Earth"! Yep, we're going to Disney World. The girls are so excited, although I don't think Livvy knows what she's so excited about, but she does keep saying, "Are we going to go see Mickey today? Are we, are we?" If I'm not too exhausted at the end of the day, I'll try to update while we're away, so check back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-1977885254225174079?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1977885254225174079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=1977885254225174079' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/1977885254225174079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/1977885254225174079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/swingset-fun.html' title='Project Swingset'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SF6KqNDkdmI/AAAAAAAAALE/lqc1GL3BEnY/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-5873655548813575839</id><published>2008-06-09T13:23:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:58:12.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Mornings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I've mentioned this subject before but I got to thinking it deserves its very own post. Somedays I feel like I'm torturing my little Olivia when I'm brushing her hair in the morning. There are screams and tears and more screams. The neighbors must wonder what is going on each morning! No matter how gentle I try to be it's never quite gentle enough. It must have something to do with her mass of curls because Abby and Julia never protested so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-torture Session&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SE15S2Jd9rI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/yszcnbr3o9o/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209953708617365170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SE15S2Jd9rI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/yszcnbr3o9o/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Post Torture Session&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SE15TraGzrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UYU-WPP2zMo/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209953722914229938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SE15TraGzrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UYU-WPP2zMo/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and no, No More Tangles doesn't help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh and pray for strength for me today. I'm attempting to take Livvy's blanket AKA "soft" away, at least until bedtime. It's her "trigger" for sucking her thumb. Many times throughout the day I'll find her plopped on the floor somewhere in the house sucking her thumb with her "soft". There have already been tears but I am trying to stay committed to this new challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-5873655548813575839?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5873655548813575839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=5873655548813575839' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/5873655548813575839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/5873655548813575839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/hairy-mornings.html' title='Crazy Mornings!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SE15S2Jd9rI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/yszcnbr3o9o/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-8877669728197047683</id><published>2008-06-06T20:02:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T14:03:51.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird Watching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've been watching this Swallow nest the past few weeks which is under our deck. The nest is pretty amazing because it's built up against the wall with mud. A few days ago the seven little eggs hatched and we've had fun watching the mom and dad fly back and forth to feed their chicks. I videoed this today ... enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5df4f161bd1173fd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5df4f161bd1173fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329892299%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CADA0022A36610D88B3ECF0D2511A7A27EB1C70.3F0D6B892807E4A8230E052945706318F447F4CB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5df4f161bd1173fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYILyV2uxKtiNSQXhZaelFavVHCo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5df4f161bd1173fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329892299%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CADA0022A36610D88B3ECF0D2511A7A27EB1C70.3F0D6B892807E4A8230E052945706318F447F4CB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5df4f161bd1173fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYILyV2uxKtiNSQXhZaelFavVHCo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Note: You may want to pause my playlist so you can hear them tweeting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-8877669728197047683?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5df4f161bd1173fd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8877669728197047683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=8877669728197047683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8877669728197047683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/8877669728197047683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/bird-watching.html' title='Bird Watching'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-4716531850614045123</id><published>2008-06-05T18:45:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:27:05.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterly Bonding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moments like these seem few and far between sometimes so I thought I'd capture this photo opportunity this evening. It was really the most precious thing. Livvy had her head on Julia's lap and Julia was telling her the story of "The Three Little Pigs". She even had props. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEh_6anaVYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Lyj_PM6KnPs/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208553610607744386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEh_6anaVYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Lyj_PM6KnPs/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Props: Brick, Sticks and Straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEh95_lev_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/aDq2Ps_aY3o/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208551404328632306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEh95_lev_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/aDq2Ps_aY3o/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Little Miss Independent was busy playing with Mitzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEh7bN_99TI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fw0lL9yxH34/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208548676598625586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEh7bN_99TI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fw0lL9yxH34/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sorry, not the greatest photo quality tonight. It is really windy out this evening. We're in for some more thunderstoms, second evening in a row. I hope the big bad wolf (the weather) won't come and huff and puff and blow our house down!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-4716531850614045123?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4716531850614045123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=4716531850614045123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/4716531850614045123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/4716531850614045123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/sisterly-bonding.html' title='Sisterly Bonding'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEh_6anaVYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Lyj_PM6KnPs/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-7063075852072706654</id><published>2008-06-03T19:35:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:43:01.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And She Sleeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few moments ago I was working on some of my dictation when I realized how quiet it was upstairs...unusual since all three girls were playing together! I went upstairs and found Abby and Julia had migrated to my room to watch TV, so I went in search of Olivia. This is how I found her in Julia's bedroom ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEXj7tbRXmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fpqzwERdk64/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207819159069613666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEXj7tbRXmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fpqzwERdk64/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess when the girls ditched her she found her "soft" and her thumb, plopped on the floor and fell asleep. I was able to carry her to bed and get her jammies on all while she still slept. If only we could all sleep so soundly! By the way, any suggestions on how to get a 3 1/2 year old to stop sucking her thumb would be greatly appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-7063075852072706654?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7063075852072706654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=7063075852072706654' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/7063075852072706654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/7063075852072706654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-she-sleeps.html' title='And She Sleeps'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEXj7tbRXmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fpqzwERdk64/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-323208445178673425</id><published>2008-05-31T17:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:28:24.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Ride for 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took the girls on a bike ride this morning to a trail here in town. We hadn't been riding since last summer. Abby and Julia are more confident on their bikes now, which made the ride so much more enjoyable. Liv sat in her bike trailer which was hooked to Kelby's bike. At one of our stops she said, "I'm glad we stopped, my legs hurt!" What? She'd been sitting the entire ride! Kids say the funniest things. I managed to get some great shots of them along the ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHZMpArwDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ncCjT8qIkNw/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206681455407382578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHZMpArwDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ncCjT8qIkNw/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHY55Arv-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/f_vMhadDwtk/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206681133284835298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHY55Arv-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/f_vMhadDwtk/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby's eyes look so blue in this picture! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHY6ZArv_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/SEsHxIatnN4/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206681141874769906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHY6ZArv_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/SEsHxIatnN4/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jules hugging a tree&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHY6pArwAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Qn3bdVBHK2k/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206681146169737218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHY6pArwAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Qn3bdVBHK2k/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia's chain fell off halfway through our ride!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206681154759671842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHY7JArwCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/B6kfhk5FY7E/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sweet Liv&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHe3ZArwEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mXMdsu79NX8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206687687404929090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHe3ZArwEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mXMdsu79NX8/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't think I'm a die hard or anything but I also managed to get my run in when we got back this afternoon. The bike ride wasn't any type of workout with all the starts and stops we made. I'm not sure if my run was so hard because I hadn't ran in over a week or because of the heat but it about killed me! I've been used to running when it's in the 40's, 50's, 60's or 70's. It was in the mid 80's today and the humidity was pretty high. I don't know how I'll continue my running this summer when the temps are in the 90's with the high humidity! I managed to run in Colorado Springs though at 6035 feet ... for some reason though that sounds more pleasant ... and more beautiful! Signing off for now, I have dinner to make!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-323208445178673425?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/323208445178673425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=323208445178673425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/323208445178673425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/323208445178673425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/lake-zorinsky-bike-ride.html' title='Bike Ride for 5!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEHZMpArwDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ncCjT8qIkNw/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-5787418238056142194</id><published>2008-05-30T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:38:27.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I think it's safe to say that summer is officially here. It was a hot one today, but it's only the beginning I'm afraid. We've been housebound the past few days due to rain so my sis and I and a friend took Olivia to the zoo today to see the new Butterfly Pavillion (Abby and Julia were in Summer School). Liv was captivated by the butterflies and held her little hand out so they would land on her. I'd love to go back and spend more time there when it isn't wall to wall people. Here's a few pics ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEDNSJArv8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/QPNRtOho6C8/s1600-h/butter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206386880780419010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEDNSJArv8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/QPNRtOho6C8/s320/butter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEDNR5Arv7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/rUq-d8W3-7s/s1600-h/liv4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206386876485451698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEDNR5Arv7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/rUq-d8W3-7s/s320/liv4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is too funny not to post!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEDNSJArv9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/V7enVxQwrxo/s1600-h/liv3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206386880780419026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEDNSJArv9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/V7enVxQwrxo/s320/liv3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal for tomorrow is to get back into my running routine. I ran consistently for 7 weeks, 4 miles, 5x per week. I was feeling so great! I even kept up my routine when I was in Florida but after buying new running shoes I got some horrible blisters the first time I ran in them so I've been letting them heal before I start back up again. Tomorrow is my first day back after taking a week off. I really enjoy running but I wish I had someone to run with. It would be so much more enjoyable and safe! I was almost attacked by a dog a few weeks ago. Anyone want to volunteer???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-5787418238056142194?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5787418238056142194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=5787418238056142194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/5787418238056142194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/5787418238056142194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-is-here.html' title='Summer is here!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SEDNSJArv8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/QPNRtOho6C8/s72-c/butter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5040392154516627676.post-5456983861880680304</id><published>2008-05-29T19:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:37:54.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Cousin Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I've decided to join the blogging band wagon.  I'm not the greatest of writers but I do have three girls and they seem to always give me something interesting to write about.  So here goes ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls got to meet their new cousin, William Isaiah, this past weekend. We had a great time eating hotdogs and hamburgers, holding baby Will and playing games. The girls were all able to hold him for the first time. He was born 5 weeks early so he was in the NICU for several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9HO5Arv1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/uf2DBheQmFU/s1600-h/Will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205958015411011410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9HO5Arv1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/uf2DBheQmFU/s320/Will.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9HPJArv2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/oWOfwTbgJTE/s1600-h/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205958019705978722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9HPJArv2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/oWOfwTbgJTE/s320/cousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister took these pictures of Olivia. We are all amazed at her naturally curly hair. It will get even curlier this summer as the humidity increases! There are many tears shed every morning as I TRY and comb through her hair, although I'm told that while I was in Florida she didn't cry once for her Aunt Kristin. She even said it tickled. Hmmmm, somethings not quite right there!!! You know, I think I remember being the same way as a little girl. I cried and cried when my mom brushed my hair but when a friend or relative did it there was never any pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9HPZArv3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/xHMwzcj9zR4/s1600-h/liv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205958024000946034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9HPZArv3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/xHMwzcj9zR4/s320/liv.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olivia throwing "helicopter" leaves off the deck. She made great friends with Jessie's dad and they made several trips to find more leaves! Oh what fun for a three year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9HPZArv4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/5KJGHwe_j8k/s1600-h/liv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205958024000946050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9HPZArv4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/5KJGHwe_j8k/s320/liv2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5040392154516627676-5456983861880680304?l=deesegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5456983861880680304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5040392154516627676&amp;postID=5456983861880680304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/5456983861880680304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5040392154516627676/posts/default/5456983861880680304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deesegirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/girls-got-to-meet-their-new-cousin.html' title='Meeting Cousin Will'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9MFpArv6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Vr3bQWLD4ho/S220/Lisa1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N47ZizuVSOE/SD9HO5Arv1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/uf2DBheQmFU/s72-c/Will.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
